Levi Hutch
I am not a smurf!
As soon as the hand came forth, Xardus was ready for it. His lightsaber flicked upward, catching the torrent of lightning in its blade for a few seconds before the second attack came, aimed at his head. Stepping back a couple of feet, Xardus would swing his saber back around and catch that of Sadrion's, then flip it around and push on him, using his weight against him. That was the thing about Juyo, and Xardus's new favored form, Makashi. As long as the dark spirit continued to attack as relentlessly as he did, Xardus would be able to use it against his foe, and barely even break a sweat.
[member="Xander Carrick"]
"May the force be with you, Xardus Folidaar."
The words echoed in his head, and he nodded. Keeping his stance, he showed no fear in the face of his enemy. He would be victorious, no matter what happened. Krest's voice played back in his head, noting on how Makashi was like a dance. Keeping that in mind, he followed through with the concept, jutting his saber forth in a few quick jabs, then sliced upward at the spirit's chest.[member="Xander Carrick"]