Objective: Defend Midvinter
Location: Tháinbroek
Allies: Silver Jedi
Enemies: Sith | [member="Darth Voracitos"]
The assault was...busy. Soldiers were fighting and dying left and right, each side spending lives like they thought they were the only ones winning. Sithspawn were unleashed and Valkyri countered. Jedi and Sith fought, Sith slaughtered civilians, and massive ships dueled overhead. It was the controlled chaos of a battlefield, something he'd been in countless times before. Yet each one was different.
The emphasis on specialized fighting units this time around, for example. The Graug had been seen before, fought before. While they were voracious enemies, they were no match for an experienced Jedi. The focused fighters that some were encountering were fearsome, but were just highly-trained soldiers in quality gear. There was no onslaught of fleshly creations like they'd fought against before. What the Sephi hadn't before seen however, was the shades. Oh, he was sure they had a formal name by their creator, but they were some sort of creature around human height that seemed to be made of shadows, moved quickly, and carried the stench of darkness. Those they approached simply died.
There was a web of competing wills around this planet, directing the Force in both Light and Darkness. At times they clashed. In places they cooperated. Often they were gathered in small groups, but there were some that held themselves apart. Whether out of pride or necessity, who knew. Audren traced the webs, working to get a better picture of the conflict and where he would best be able to contribute. What he sensed was a growing darkness. A similar power controlled the shadow beings, similar enough that he would wager it was the same person doing both castings.
The Jedi knew little about Sith sorcery or spell casting. One of the common bits of knowledge, however, was that if a spell was interrupted in its planning stages - before it was unleashed - the effect would be greatly diminished. The caster would need to start over to rekindle it. In some cases, it might even feed back onto the caster and severely damage, or even destroy him or her. Theoretically, the same thing could happen if the caster itself was distracted and lost control of the spell.
For him, the Force manifested itself as strings, threads, and cables. From above, thick cables of light-side energy hurtled at the gathering spell. They moved from all angles, horizontal and vertical, aiming to pierce the growing darkness, to break it up and have it dissipate back into the Force at large. This corresponded with what he could only describe as a shift of attention, more energy devoted to the shadow creatures. Audren may not be a Siobhan Kerrigan to pull Star Destroyers from the sky or a Sith Lord who could reincarnate himself at a whim, but he was still a Jedi Master with all the skill and experience that entailed. And not all of his action focused solely on the spell: more than a few threads would spear for the caster himself. It was the smart move, the one that maximized return; he didn't need to match power, just destabilize the other's attentions.
Yet he didn't move an inch.
