Teresa chuckled at the question wondering if he was trying to divert from her own. "
Only one of them in a loose sense. As you know one was my fathers," she said lifting the ancient saber up. "
This one that I also left on the ship is a very old one, though it's imprints are lost. It was once owned by a powerful wielder I think. This was the second blade I ever owned." The corner of her mouth pressed against her teeth as the quiet night filled a moment of silence.
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I was not expecting you to tell me anything so personal," Teresa sighed feigning slight disappointment. "
Forget I asked huh." The Valkyrie began to stand tall once again her wings slowly folding against her back. "
For now, a demistation." The woman, readied herself to transition into Form VII, known as Juyo. Shifting her weight subtly onto her rear foot, she takes a measured step forward, maintaining stability. With each movement, she adjusts her stance, ensuring a solid base and readiness for dynamic action.
Bending her knees and lowering her hips, Teresa crouches slightly, poised for agility and control. As she draws her Lightsaber with fluid grace, her arm extends forward, ready to strike or parry with swift, decisive motions. The grip is firm, yet flexible, allowing for rapid transitions between offense and defense. In the flow of motion, Teresa embodies the essence of Juyo, embracing its aggressive and unpredictable nature. With heightened focus, she stands prepared to confront any challenge, her movements guided by skill and determination.
Braze would feel the rage swelling inside. It was no normal rage but focused and the intent to kill clawed. In one last slow blink and exhale, the Valkyrie shot forth displaying the first maneuver. Her sabers black blade with red glow cleaved cleanly through the rock making it glow and pop and crack from extreme heat on the inside. Just as quickly Teresa moved initially it was the same for stopping too as she held the closing stance for a moment.
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This is the first part I learnt. To describe it, it's like there is an invisible line that guides the blade. While that path has near-certainty of landing an assured strike, it lacks being able to draw out the full power of a blow." Sliding the blade back into the auxiliary she turned and returned back over to the Echani.