A Brutal Day ( Training)

[Bubák]

While her opponent had managed to recover one of the weapons, the Chiss was still able to deliver a solid kick into her chest, sending the Sith Acolyte away. This also resulted in the powerful slash missing the target, unfortunately. The edge of the vibroswords stopped just a few milimetres before hitting the ground, but at that time Alaki's opponent already launched herself at the Chiss, closing the distance with incredible speed as her jump carried her forward. Alaki instinctively tried to raise her weapon and attempt to let her opponent impale on its blade, yet the teenage Chiss found herself unable to do so. Despite her muscles flexing as she pulled the hilt with both of her hands, the weapon barely moved. Too late she realized [member="Liskarr Drek"] must have held the weapon in a telekinetic grip coming from her free hand...

Letting go of the hilt, the blue skinned teenager did not have enough time to dive back and dodge the slash. The well-practiced move of placing one foot behind the other and getting out of her opponent's range became a panicked stumble backwards as the blade neared her arm with rapid speed and Alaki's fear took over her body for a second. Cutting through cloth and flesh alike, the Dathomiri's blade found its mark and sank into the Chiss' shoulder. The entire left sleeve of the battered tunic finally gave away and fell off, soaked in blood, revealing the nasty cut in the young girl's arm that would surely leave a scar.

Short, quick gasps escaped from the fallen Padawan's mouth, along with a hiss of pain. Combined with her previous stumble, the attack was more than enough to send her to the ground. It almost appeared to be the end of the duel, but the Chiss' fear changed into ferocity, like an animal backed into a corner, haing no other option than to fight. Anger flared in her heart in the most un-Jedi like fashion and this gave her strength to fight dspite lying on the ground. Her right hand searched the floor while the Chiss' right foot went to kick her opponent into her left knee before the Dathomiri had the option to raise her blade again and finish this.

Her fingers found what she searched for, the hilt of the blade her opponent had tossed at her earlier. Firmly taking it into her fist, the Chiss swiftly jumped at her feet and launched herself at her opponent with a ferocity of a vicious animal. With a cry of exertion, Alaki wildly slashed from right to left, a horizontal attack aimed at her opponent's legs.

[member="Larkoon Darkmat'r"]
[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]

 

[Liskarr Drek]

Her eyes glowed with an exhilarated spark as she caught sight of the blood liquid that wet the edge of her vibroblade, ecstasy overcoming her, the urge of giving the final blow was gratificating. A vicious grin appeared on her face as she saw her opponent fall and nonetheless the anger still didn't leave, it hadn't been satisfied yet and that made the dreadful smile leave her facial features almost instantly. It could only mean one thing, this duel was not over yet.

Her eyes went wide when she saw the blue-skinned alien coming at her with wild rage as she stood in shock at two things and the first one was obvious, the mere fact that the Chiss stood up again. The second one was the strong darkness that emerged from [member="Alaki"] for the Dathomiri didn't believe that she had it in her. She took control of her thoughts maybe a little too late but that was enough to not loose the duel thanks to that foolish distraction. When the Chiss was close enough she lowered her blade in a defensive stance, making the alien run straight into the vibroblade which cut the skin in a vertical line that went from her chest to the end of her shoulder. Nevertheless, not even Liskarr was fast enough to move her legs at least completely and the slash cut her through her two thighs, two considerably deep cuts that made her bleed and weakened her legs despite the fact that she could still move. The unbearable pain was evident in her expression, her eyes wide and her mouth a little bit open...The Dathomiri had been pushed to her ultimate limit...the beast inside her woke up completely as her eyes glowed in a Sith-like manner and the anger around her was almost visible in the air. A savage scream escaped her lips as she forced her legs, making them hurt even more but pushing herself slowly to her opponent, cutting deeper into her skin and also making the Chiss' blade sink deeper into her thighs until she slipped her blade upward, taking it out of the Chiss' flesh and threw it away. Her small hands then grabbed the blue-skinned alien's clothes as she lifted her up, aiding herself with the force. An observant being would have noticed a spark in her hands that died almost the same second it was produced as the body of the Dathomiri ran a dangerously high temperature, provoked by the very same anger she possessed. Lyskarr threw the other Acolyte with much strength away from her. The blade slipped out of her skin rather slowly until it finally hit the ground with a metallic sound, her yellow eyes fiercely penetrating the red ones of the Chiss. The red blood staining her clothes, some drops even reaching the ground. She was focusing in ignoring the pain through her anger and was succeeding in doing so.

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]
@Larkoon Darmat'r

 

[Bubák]

The two combatants cut into each other, their swords sinking into their bodies and spilling more blood, which started painting the floor with several drops of crimson here and there. Such was the training to become a true Sith, brutal and ruthless. Unlike the practice duels of Jedi Padawans, done with training lightsabers and careful application of the Force, Acolytes of the Sith and Dark Jedi Padawans rarely left even the friendly spars unharmed. Those who wished to be strong had to be prepared for the realities of pain and death. The Sith way was the right way of life. Alaki knew that.

As [member="Liskarr Drek"]'s blade ripped through Alaki's cloth and skin, sinking into the girl's flesh, the teenage Chiss let out a pained shriek, anger turning into fear. More blood poured out of her body, and while the fallen Padawan noted her own weapon hit the intended target and cut through her opponent's legs, maybe even severing an artery with any luck, the blue skinned girl knew the battle has neared its end. Unlike her opponent, the Chiss still lacked many qualities of a Sith. Pain did not empower her, nor has she managed to ignore it, it threatened to take over, cause her to make a fatal mistake, yet the Chiss tried to keep going, a true Sith could not afford to make mistakes.

Alaki was not a true Sith. Not yet. Tears poured out of her eyes as the pain intensified, the large cut sending waves of agony through her entire body. When her opponent withdrew the sword, the sudden sensation nearly caused the teenage fallen Padawan to fall unconscious. As such, Alaki's legs grew weaker under her and only her opponent's grab saved her from falling, ironically. The Dark Jedi Padawan did not even know what happened as the other girl lifted her up by her clothes, the ragged tunic further ripping after receiving such devastating damage, and tossed her away. Hitting the ground with a heavy thud, unable to land properly, Alaki painted more of the floor with her blood coming from the wounds. The teenager tried to stand up and fight, but the pain was too much for her to handle. The duel was over. Her tunic, devastatingly damaged, fell off her body as she barely got up on her feet, revealing much of Alaki's skin covered in blood, clearly showing off all the cuts she had suffered in the duel.

"No more...," the girl cried between gasps for air, "Please."

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Kezeroth took a step forward chuckling to himself trying not to laugh. He favored the Chiss but knew she would not be able to fight a Sith. Looking at them both he smiled and clapped twice, slowly. " Very Good..." He said looking at [member="Liskarr Drek"] with a grin. Switching his gaze to the Blue Chiss bleeding all over the Floor making a mess in the Training room. The Gen'Dai frowned and gave her a heated shock of Lightning again, looking back at the Victorious Acolyte he said ​" Congratulations.. Here is your Gift, Wurm." He said with a smile and with his other hand reached for a pocket and grabbed air. With a smile Kezeroth shocked [member="Liskarr Drek"] with lightning as well. Though it looked cruel and it was, Kezeroth was gifting them both with the power of Force lightning. Force Lightning was a higher ability something they would gain later but can only be learned if the energy is taken in.

 

[Bubák]

Something darker in the teacher's voice made the teenage Chiss cringe in discomfort. The way he then looked at her left no doubt about what was going to happen next; the Chiss' punishment for failing, being defeated by a true Sith. As much as Alaki tried to mentally prepare for it, one could never get used to Force lightning. The burst of the pure manifestation of the Dark Side violently penetrated her skin and forced itself into her body, painfully flexing her muscles and making the teenager feel as if her flesh boiled, her organs ravaged by the corruption only the Dark Side could produce. More blood poured out of her wounds, the immense waves of pain going through her entire being eventually forced the blue skinned girl to fall on the floor again. It was almost ironic; the same power that could give her so much pleasure, filling her body with strength and energy, its intoxicating effect leaving her craving more, was such a dangerous weapon as well, hurting her with the sheer agony it caused. The girl's pained screams filled the room for the duration of the effect.

As the last cry left her lips, the Chiss remained kneeling on the floor for several more seconds, her body fighting against the lasting effects of Force lightning. Between the heavy gasps for air, she picked up the bloodied tunic that was nothing more than a rag at this point and covered her breasts to save at least the last bits of dignity she had left after the lost duel. Finally standing up, having a little difficulty with her wounds and after tasting the Sith Knight's power, the girl avoided eye contact with the massive man, hoping to avoid more shocks by not drawing any attention to herself.

[member="Kezeroth the Hateful"]
[member="Liskarr Drek"]