The -crack!- of blade biting blade was unmistakable, the -kzsshh!- was undeniable, but, as much as Leh’Min’Ayd loved to spar in the dark, all she wanted to do with this darksider was stick her lightsaber inside her chest. Maybe in that FACE!
The green sword swept away from the purple, leaving the latter to fall through the air before it fell into an upwards arc.
The wielder sent her sword for the woman’s neck just as light bit Leh’Min’s side, but it was not a lightsaber.
The Togruta shrieked, plunged her saber between her and the lightning, spun toward a wall and struck her back. Blade brandished, light and lightning ready to dance.
Nothing came except for words. Words. Words are wind.
“My master?”
What would Master say?
It was Leh’Min’Ayd’s turn to narrow her eyes into slits.
Rage. Rage against the dying of the light.
Rage.
Against the light.
The light.
The light!
THE LIGHT.
THE LIGHT.
“What will yours say,” Leh’Min smiled. “After you get beat by a PADAWAN!’
Step into my cave, Sith!
Lem waved at her opponent with her left hand, dropping a ceiling vent’s heavy grill toward the brown head beneath it.
That took fingertip effort before the palm opened and pushed against the wall.
That push sent Leh’Min flying forward as she kicked off to cover the distance.
Wind swarmed around the girl as the Force catapulted her across the floor, but she would not fly from above.
A sudden sweep from her right hand sent her saber soaring toward the woman’s left hip.
The man had done that to the Trandoshan and it worked for him.
@Sicadorito
The green sword swept away from the purple, leaving the latter to fall through the air before it fell into an upwards arc.
The wielder sent her sword for the woman’s neck just as light bit Leh’Min’s side, but it was not a lightsaber.
The Togruta shrieked, plunged her saber between her and the lightning, spun toward a wall and struck her back. Blade brandished, light and lightning ready to dance.
Nothing came except for words. Words. Words are wind.
“My master?”
What would Master say?
It was Leh’Min’Ayd’s turn to narrow her eyes into slits.
Rage. Rage against the dying of the light.
Rage.
Against the light.
The light.
The light!
THE LIGHT.
THE LIGHT.
“What will yours say,” Leh’Min smiled. “After you get beat by a PADAWAN!’
Step into my cave, Sith!
Lem waved at her opponent with her left hand, dropping a ceiling vent’s heavy grill toward the brown head beneath it.
That took fingertip effort before the palm opened and pushed against the wall.
That push sent Leh’Min flying forward as she kicked off to cover the distance.
Wind swarmed around the girl as the Force catapulted her across the floor, but she would not fly from above.
A sudden sweep from her right hand sent her saber soaring toward the woman’s left hip.
The man had done that to the Trandoshan and it worked for him.
@Sicadorito