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[Darth Nexion]

Nexion's grin never faltered as he saw the expression on the young man's face. He admitted, the throwing of a lightsaber as a serious attack isn't the most efficient way of killing another during a duel. But, that wasn't Nexion's intention. His intention, was to distract the young man from what was coming next. Something someone as untrained as him wouldn't see coming.

With his hand still outstretched, as if about to recall his blade, he showed no concern for his thrown lightsaber. Instead, lightning shot forth from the fingertips of his left hand directly towards his 'opponent'.

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

The one problem with the Lightning, was that there were already two lightsaber blades between him and the Sith Lord. He barely needed to reposition even one of them to catch the stream of electricity, though his response time was slow because he had already committed to striking the weapon.

With an exerted grunt he took the Lightning on his blade, the sudden use of the power was one he should have seen coming. Heck he had used a similar trick himself once or twice! He wasn’t normally this slow.

He mentally cursed the half of him that he had been wrestling with for weeks now. Cursing it for making him weak and attempting to smother it entirely. He needed strength right now, and that meant he could have no more internal distractions.

With this initial exchange now complete he and his opponent now had a better gauge on the other’s capabilities. And Kallous had begun to grow more cautious. Thankfully he himself had kept his use of the force to a minimum so far. And while all he used was the basics, Lightning being his most esoteric ability by far, he was confident in their power. He had forgone the usual delving into the secrets in favor of simply making the abilities he had stronger. So when he did bring them out they might just catch this man off guard.

But he wasn’t holding his breath.

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Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

"Come on, you seemed so confident before. I guess I was right about you being a pathetic student. After all, you can't even land a scratch on a... what was it you called me? Ah, right, 'an old hermit'. So come on, show me something!"

Nexion continued his assault of lightning, it pushing the young man opposing him more and more. But Nexion wasn't an idiot. He remained at a distance as he released lightning, not taking the risk of the young man managing to attack.

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

The goading was beginning to work. And after a moment Kallous put away his off hand saber to retaliate against this man with a surge of his own lightning and beginning to advance on him with murderous intent. The part of him that had been cursed with mercy now thoroughly buried.

It was his intent to keep the man occupied with his lightning, or force him to disengage his own, while he closed the distance. With his thrown saber destroyed or at least damaged he wouldn’t be able to call it back, and in close quarters it would be hard for him to follow two sabers at the same time.

Or so Kallous’s infuriated mind told him.

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Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion could see that his words were beginning to affect his 'opponent' and that is exactly what he was looking for. He held his own remaining lightsaber out as he began to deflect the lightning shot forth by his opposition.

"Hmm..."

Nexion could feel the young man's murderous intent grow, and that was what he wanted. His thoughts would become more clouded.

Nexion held his ground, showing little visible struggle against the oncoming attack, while maintaining his own.

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

Kallous continued to advance until he reached his foe, where he stopped his lightning to release a shockwave of power against the enemy in a force push. Either to knock his opponent back and interrupt his stream of lightning, or at least bludgeon him enough to give him time to strike.

Which he did… immediately.

Kallous had ceased to think, and simply ran on instinct and instinct alone. Were he to learn how to use such a mindset effectively he might be a worthy opponent. But as it stood all he did was reignite his second saber and begin to swing the two of them again in a wild barrage of fury. It was practiced, but entirely uncontrolled.

Any experienced Master would be able to break this assault and strike the aggressor. This was the opening he wanted.

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Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion carried on his assault as his 'opponent' grew closer. He felt that the young man had stopped thinking clearly, as was evident in his attacks. As Nexion was pushed back by the blast, he landed on his feet only a few feet away, no more stressed as he was before this entire ordeal. His grin simply remained on his face as he began to avoid the young man's strikes.

It was then that he spotted his opening, bringing the blade in his right hand into a thrust that intercepted the opposition's swings. As he caught them momentarily, he sent a kick straight into the young man's stomach to knock him back.

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

Kallous, angered as he was, did not see the kick coming. His body had been honed into a weapon from his lifetime as a Sith Apprentice. So he was tough. But that didn’t matter when a well-placed kick was planted right in his liver.

He was launched backwards, a pained grunt escaping him as he landed on his back. His sabers deactivated as he struggled to get back to his feet. Ordinarily pain was easy for a Sith to push through, since it was frequently just another source of power. But this kind of shock was not one easily overcome.

If given space to recover for a moment or two he might be able to continue fighting, with immense difficulty, but by then it would be token resistance. This fight was decided.

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Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

As his opposition went down, Nexion approached and saw the young man struggle to get up. He didn't seem trained enough to handle drawn out duels, especially when he got into the attitude he did by the end, and even more so when against a master. As he reached the young man, Nexion released a streak of lightning, this time making its mark true. He didn't stop however, but kept the blast going against the down 'opponent'.

"Do you yield? I've thought of a better use for you, but that requires you to be living. So, this pain only stops once you yield."

Until he receives an answer, Nexion would continue to send lightning down upon the young man.

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

Kallous, his fury temporarily dispelled, was once again back to where he had been at the start of the fight. That one, small part of him that kept bugging him to “be better”, and not in terms of skill.

He was unprepared for the torrent of lightning, and let out a pained bellow. The grip on his sabers tightening. After a moment he bit his tongue and his howl was reduced to a growl. He’d been on the receiving end of just such treatment many times before, it was a favorite training method for all Sith to use. Designed to punish their apprentices for failure, to give them something to be angry about, to drive them into hatred so that they might grow strong.

He was all too familiar with it. And the darker half of him was stubborn, urging him to die with pride rather than surrender his dignity by admitting defeat. But the lighter half, the one he had been desperate to reconcile told him otherwise. That this wasn’t worth it. That he still had a destiny, a role to play in the galaxy.

Ultimately the lighter half won.

“Alright. I yield.”

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion's wild grin returned to the smirk he had before their true fight had begun. Upon hearing the young man yield, he stopped his assault. He took a step back and deactivated the lightsaber in his right hand, returning it to his belt. He pulled the one he had thrown, and subsequently damaged, to his hand and looks it over. He clipped it to his belt, deciding to search for anything reusable later.

"It's good to see part of you has common sense. It isn't wise to challenge a Sith Lord when you should have barely passed basic training."

He looked down at the young man, now allowing him the chance to t]stand up.

"Now, your name. Once I know that, I will gladly tell you what it is I shall have you do."

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Kallous

 

[Kallous]

Kallous stood up, the yellow in his eyes having vanished, replaced by the deep green they had been when he landed.

“Kallous.” Was his answer.

The shock from the hit to his liver hadn’t fully worn off. But he was managing to power through it remarkably well for one so inexperienced as he was. Even as they spoke he thought back on the fight they’d just had. Trying to find how he’d lost, and how he could improve. He was inexperienced, but he was hellbent on becoming better.

Still the insults from the man who bested him did little to make him angry. For a number of reasons, not least of which was the numbness from his core.

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Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

"Well then, 'Kallous', have I got a special treat for you. You see I work with a certain group that's begun to try making a name for itself in the galaxy. It just so happens that the ones in charge of said organisation likes to have individuals with... less 'traditional Sith doctrine', if you will. Now, while I find the heads of this group to be pitifully weak, they are also damn annoying. They keep asking me to help contribute more to their group, despite the fact I helped them gain the planet they're stationed on."

Thoughout his entire rant, he kept a smirk on his face and happy tone in his voice. Nexion was acting like he didn't just get into a fight and was only just meeting the young man in front of him.

"So, to get them off my back, I'm going to be taking you to them. You seem to weak to fit in with the Sith, so you'll fit right in with their organisation."

Nexion turned and began to walk back to his home.

"It isn't a request by the way, it is a fact. That is what is going to happen."

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Kallous