Only a Matter of Time
"You still don't get it, do you?" he called out as he began a slow sidestep, moving to circle her like a wolf sizing up its prey. He knew that words would never sway her. That she was a Jedi to her core, just as blind and loyal to the Order as the rest of them.
But if he could prolong the inevitable crossing of their blades, he might just make his escape without risking a limb - or his life.
"You call me weak, but you don't know how strong I've become. You don't know what it was to realize that the people you're supposed to trust were the ones who took everything away from you. To find that the only person you can trust is yourself."
He inched closer, his saber still burning as brightly as the setting sun on the skyline.
"That is a pain that nothing but retribution can heal."
Another dozen steps or so, and Thayne finally came to a stop. He was only a few meters away from Master Noble now, standing defiantly before her, ready to accept the judgement of her blades if she deemed it necessary.
"If you can't let me go, then come and take me. But know that I won't go down without a fight."
The former Jedi brought up his blade, both hands gripping it tightly as he held a formidable Seresu stance.