practice makes perfect(Open to anyone, trying to get some lightsaber training)

[Salvor Arnex]

Salvor’s lightsaber went skidding across the training room floor and he knew he was in trouble. His opponents rage was palpable, it came off him in sticky disorienting waves but Salvor would not falter, he would stand in the face of the fire and he would persevere.

Salvor saw the kick coming and did what he could to avoid it but it wasn’t enough, the kick that was intended for his groin instead caught him in the thigh sending him head over heels. The blow normally would of shattered hid unarmored leg but Salvor used the force to block most of the blow, he would have a very large bruise for a while but it was better than broken bones.

As Salvor was being sent through the air he called his lightsaber back to his hands, landing behind [member="Nulgath Zardai"], Salvor ignited the blade and swung at Nulgath’s neck, if it went like he planned he intended to stop just short of decapitating him and claiming his victory.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Nulgaths Vision was restricted in his armor and he natural response when someone was behind him was a Dash forward. Nulgath smiled at the kick it always made him happy but when his attacker [member="Salvor Arnex"] was gone from sight he dashed forward with the help of the force preforming a lightsaber twirl around his body just for extra protection. [member="Salvor Arnex"] Blade cut and then glanced into Nulgaths back plateing which was thicker then normal to compensate for his 180 Helm Vision.

Once across the room Nulgath turned around to face [member="Salvor Arnex"], putting his hands together Nulgath gave out a Strong force push hopeing to crash him against the wall.

[member="Salvor Arnex"]

 

[Salvor Arnex]

[member="Nulgath Zardai"]

Salvor hit the wall hard. The pain in his chest was nearly unbearable, there was no doubt now that his ribs were in bad shape, his breathing became even more labored and his focus began to wane in the face of his struggle to do the simplest of all vital functions.

His rage and desire were both there, but his training was not, he could not focus enough to call on the force to keep himself going, he tried to stand and did so with much more effort than he would like. With his command of the force leaving, he felt the effects of this battle, he wheezed and gasped with every breath and his leg shook violently, this fight was over and he had learned something, he learned he had a lot more to learn.

“I, concede. You win friend.”

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Nulgath took a knee, his mask retracted back showing a face marked with grey tattoos and a black skin that looked tired. Sweat dripping on the floor. Nulgath was strong but his endurance in one on one duels was limited with his heavy suit.
Speaking of the Zabraks suit it was torn up and had dent and saber marks all over. Deactivating his lightsaber Nulgath now stood up and bow with respect to [member="Salvor Arnex"]. In his opinion he had only won that one barely, Calling on the Force too much like normal. Wont always make him win in the future.

Nulgath looked at [member="Salvor Arnex"]

"You fought well brother, I had the advantage and you pushed me. Nice Job."

Nulgath gave a thumbs up while holding his sore waist.

[member="Salvor Arnex"]