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Seeing the Sith advance quickly, Shalken braced himself for the Taz'goreii's attack. As the flames burst forth from the Darksider's palm, Shalken raised his left fist, conjuring before him a solid wall of pure Force energy. The Master mildly wished his brother were here, as he had superior knowledge of pyrokinesis; nevertheless, his defenses would not be penetrated, deflecting the flames into the walls and tapestries that lined the hallway. Seeing his opponent relinquish his assault, the Justicar cast his left arm forward, commanding the wall into the Sith in order to launch him down the hallway.
Advancing forward, Shalken once again grasped his blade with both hands, keeping his defensive stance. Every step he took was ground gained and conquered — ground that he would not yield.
@Dark Lord Kyle, just a heads-up: Sreeya, Phoenix, and Intratec have left the thread.
Advancing forward, Shalken once again grasped his blade with both hands, keeping his defensive stance. Every step he took was ground gained and conquered — ground that he would not yield.
@Dark Lord Kyle, just a heads-up: Sreeya, Phoenix, and Intratec have left the thread.
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