Well kriff. He was sure that was going to take the guy's arm off, but he just barely managed to snake that shoto in there. The Force must have willed it, and Vizim couldn't argue.
His heart was still racing as the blows came to a stop. Each bout was quick and violent, and it gave him a rush that couldn't be matched by anything else.
I'm only fighting now because you've been in my way, he said matter-of-factly. He had a job to do and he'd kill anyone he had to in order to see it done. He wasn't looking to pick a fight with every Jedi he ran into on the way.
The last bout of stabs and jabs and left the two having switched places with Vizim's back to the security room and Crix's to the door Vizim had come in. Perhaps it was symbolic in its own way.
Can't say the same about the guys that'll be barging in the door I just came in, though, he said. No, they would be out for blood, but Crix had a few moments before that happened. If he hurried.
Vizim started backing toward the security room, more than happy to take the Jedi up on his suggestion of fighting another day. With weapons still held in both hands he gave a slight nod.
Until next time, then, he said, and if they went their separate ways, he would continue on toward the security room. It was just another ticket he had to punch before he could go home.
His heart was still racing as the blows came to a stop. Each bout was quick and violent, and it gave him a rush that couldn't be matched by anything else.
I'm only fighting now because you've been in my way, he said matter-of-factly. He had a job to do and he'd kill anyone he had to in order to see it done. He wasn't looking to pick a fight with every Jedi he ran into on the way.
The last bout of stabs and jabs and left the two having switched places with Vizim's back to the security room and Crix's to the door Vizim had come in. Perhaps it was symbolic in its own way.
Can't say the same about the guys that'll be barging in the door I just came in, though, he said. No, they would be out for blood, but Crix had a few moments before that happened. If he hurried.
Vizim started backing toward the security room, more than happy to take the Jedi up on his suggestion of fighting another day. With weapons still held in both hands he gave a slight nod.
Until next time, then, he said, and if they went their separate ways, he would continue on toward the security room. It was just another ticket he had to punch before he could go home.