Lydeck
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When her mask fell from her face Sidonis was able to absorb her feminine features, and to his surprise she looked unlike any killer he had seen. Every feature upon her looked pure, almost innocent, except her eyes. They were enough to pierce even the hardiest of souls, leaving weaker men shaking in fear. The single horned Zabrak regained his footing from the Caprines prior attack, his shot hitting true and scorching the armor which protected her thigh.
His finger gently squeezed the trigger as she landed, his right arm coordinating with his eyes as he tried to let off another accurate shot. He hesitated, but not because he second guessed his actions. The voice which whispered internally spoke once again, and in the heat of combat Sidonis was unable to decipher its message. He wouldn`t have too wait long until he discovered its meaning. His wind pipe began to involuntarily close as if someone were choking him with large hands, yet no one stood before him except the blonde beauty whom was too far to make physical contact. The Squire gasped for air as his body was lifted from its firm foundation and his left arm instinctively reached for his throat as he fought for breath.
It was a futile effort and despite his effort he was still within her grasp. There was little he could do to physically over power her but Sidonis knew the use of the Force required constant concentration. In order to break her grasp he lifted his right arm from his side and aimed as best he could. His use of the Force was limited in this scenario so he used it to empower his weapon, increasing the possibilities of hitting his target when he shot another blue bolt. He was unsure where exactly his shot would land, but he was confident enough to know it would hit her if she failed to move. He hoped it was enough to break her concentration and release him from her grasp.
[member="Livna Zios"]
His finger gently squeezed the trigger as she landed, his right arm coordinating with his eyes as he tried to let off another accurate shot. He hesitated, but not because he second guessed his actions. The voice which whispered internally spoke once again, and in the heat of combat Sidonis was unable to decipher its message. He wouldn`t have too wait long until he discovered its meaning. His wind pipe began to involuntarily close as if someone were choking him with large hands, yet no one stood before him except the blonde beauty whom was too far to make physical contact. The Squire gasped for air as his body was lifted from its firm foundation and his left arm instinctively reached for his throat as he fought for breath.
It was a futile effort and despite his effort he was still within her grasp. There was little he could do to physically over power her but Sidonis knew the use of the Force required constant concentration. In order to break her grasp he lifted his right arm from his side and aimed as best he could. His use of the Force was limited in this scenario so he used it to empower his weapon, increasing the possibilities of hitting his target when he shot another blue bolt. He was unsure where exactly his shot would land, but he was confident enough to know it would hit her if she failed to move. He hoped it was enough to break her concentration and release him from her grasp.
[member="Livna Zios"]