Darth Veles
Sweet Avreet
Just as he had stepped forward to attack, the amphibious Sith moved his right foot back, immediately followed by his left leg to get out of the range of the jab, staring at the green tip of the woman's blade that pointed in his face. He had already lost one eye to a lightsaber and did not want it to happen again, still remembering the agonizing pain when a blade of green-colored superheated plasma just touched his large eyeball and... That was an unpleasant memory.
Not allowing himself to get distracted, Avreet also moved in a circular motion, either avoiding or blocking the woman's attacks, sometimes hitting her blade and moving her attack to miss his body and hit nothing but air. It was so elegant, two Makashi users fighting. Most of the time though, Avreet chose to take a quick jog backwards or sidestep when the attacks were aimed at his arms or legs. Waiting for the right moment to attack, he smiled, finally getting to reply to the woman when her flurry of attacks stopped in its intensity. "So you prefer to deflect bolts back at the ones who shot at you?" he questioned, "Other forms don't offer controlled blaster deflection like that."
As his blade still pointed at her, he suddenly flicked his wrist to hold it vertically and move the lightsaber to the left to meet the incoming stab aimed for his heart. The augmented muscles and cybernetic arm made the next move of pinning [member="Kana Truden"]'s blade to the ground quite easy. "There are many Makashi users in the One Sith," the Mon Cal finally answered, "Not many masters of the form though. With my departure, I don't think there will be anyone to teach that, as some other Sith have left as well. Also masters of Makashi." He chuckled at it and broke the saberlock by withdrawing his blade, rapidly moving it up as if to deliver a light cut across the Jedi's chest, only to change the direction and jab at her left knee.
Not allowing himself to get distracted, Avreet also moved in a circular motion, either avoiding or blocking the woman's attacks, sometimes hitting her blade and moving her attack to miss his body and hit nothing but air. It was so elegant, two Makashi users fighting. Most of the time though, Avreet chose to take a quick jog backwards or sidestep when the attacks were aimed at his arms or legs. Waiting for the right moment to attack, he smiled, finally getting to reply to the woman when her flurry of attacks stopped in its intensity. "So you prefer to deflect bolts back at the ones who shot at you?" he questioned, "Other forms don't offer controlled blaster deflection like that."
As his blade still pointed at her, he suddenly flicked his wrist to hold it vertically and move the lightsaber to the left to meet the incoming stab aimed for his heart. The augmented muscles and cybernetic arm made the next move of pinning [member="Kana Truden"]'s blade to the ground quite easy. "There are many Makashi users in the One Sith," the Mon Cal finally answered, "Not many masters of the form though. With my departure, I don't think there will be anyone to teach that, as some other Sith have left as well. Also masters of Makashi." He chuckled at it and broke the saberlock by withdrawing his blade, rapidly moving it up as if to deliver a light cut across the Jedi's chest, only to change the direction and jab at her left knee.