Taeli Raaf
Bookworm
It was quickly apparent to her that her opponent had not expected her vector of attack upon him. Like so many others, she suspected he had assumed she was just one more normal Sith Lady, prodigious though her knowledge and power might be said to be. He might have known of what she had done to the first Galactic Alliance in theory or academically, but perhaps that had overlooked the fact she lived among the Jedi for over ten years. She had been a respected Jedi Master during her assignment within the New Jedi Order, and that had meant being able to wield the light as well. She had never forgotten how to do so, all these decades later, and she had continued to augment her knowledge and experience with all of the Force traditions she had studied directly.
She could feel his agony and panic as the light attempted to strip him of his powers, of everything he had anchored his being within. She could also feel the agony of something else within him, some sort... her frown deepened. She had sensed the hunger when he had arrived within the grove, sensed that ravenousness that she had only encountered in those who hungered for the Force or had been exposed and succumbed to Blackwing. But this... had he modified the most dangerous, in her opinion, Alchemical creation for his own purposes. That answer became apparent as the tendrils burst from his form and wrapped themselves around the jewel embedded in the center of his armor. It was an immediate reaction as the souls apparently contained within it were released, beating back the light even as the parasite and its host fed and fused with the gem. His aura returned, fortified by the feast that host and parasite had consumed and merged with.
He spoke of her actions had forced him to evolve and she did take some satisfaction that she had indeed surprised him, but disagreement immediately rose within her as he continued to speak of how he had grown. His lightning started to build up in his gauntleted hand, preparing for another attack as he boasted of she would witness his theory of evolution in practice. The storm of lightning would erupt from his hand and she couldn't allow it to strike the others in the grove. If it struck
Madrona A’Mia
, then it might distract or harm her enough to throw off Psilofyr. If it struck
Lunaria Talon
or
Matteo Guo-Yian
, then the barrier they were creating would be disrupted and the Imperials could continue their Bombardment even as she sensed through the tree the retreat of multiple aspects of their troops.
And besides, she wanted to have a chat about his so called evolution.
There would be a subtle shift in her presence as she channeled the Force a different way once again. His storm, all of his arcing bolts, instead of branching out would be drawn to her like a lightning rod. The hassat-durr techniques of the Baran Do were useful in channeling and drawing power, particularly lightning, as it suffused the user with a low level of electromagnetic radiation. Combined with tutaminis and Force Absorption... well the lightning he unleashed would flow into one of her hands and out of the other until it began to wrap around them in a bubble. The bubble of lightning would flash as her own powers took hold and a spell began to weave.
Beyond that bubble, it would seem everything had stopped moving. Not a branch twitched, not a single wing of an insect beat. The others in the grove stopped moving, to their perceptions, all together.
"That's better, we have some time to talk amongst ourselves now," she remarked, even as she continued to channel the lightning until he realized how fruitless the attack was. "I've shifted us just slightly out of time and space. Think of it as our own little bubble of space-time. Now we can continue this contest and we can see if you can actually overpower me or we can talk about about our rather conflicting theories on evolution."
She could feel his agony and panic as the light attempted to strip him of his powers, of everything he had anchored his being within. She could also feel the agony of something else within him, some sort... her frown deepened. She had sensed the hunger when he had arrived within the grove, sensed that ravenousness that she had only encountered in those who hungered for the Force or had been exposed and succumbed to Blackwing. But this... had he modified the most dangerous, in her opinion, Alchemical creation for his own purposes. That answer became apparent as the tendrils burst from his form and wrapped themselves around the jewel embedded in the center of his armor. It was an immediate reaction as the souls apparently contained within it were released, beating back the light even as the parasite and its host fed and fused with the gem. His aura returned, fortified by the feast that host and parasite had consumed and merged with.
He spoke of her actions had forced him to evolve and she did take some satisfaction that she had indeed surprised him, but disagreement immediately rose within her as he continued to speak of how he had grown. His lightning started to build up in his gauntleted hand, preparing for another attack as he boasted of she would witness his theory of evolution in practice. The storm of lightning would erupt from his hand and she couldn't allow it to strike the others in the grove. If it struck
Madrona A’Mia
, then it might distract or harm her enough to throw off Psilofyr. If it struck
Lunaria Talon
or
Matteo Guo-Yian
, then the barrier they were creating would be disrupted and the Imperials could continue their Bombardment even as she sensed through the tree the retreat of multiple aspects of their troops.And besides, she wanted to have a chat about his so called evolution.
There would be a subtle shift in her presence as she channeled the Force a different way once again. His storm, all of his arcing bolts, instead of branching out would be drawn to her like a lightning rod. The hassat-durr techniques of the Baran Do were useful in channeling and drawing power, particularly lightning, as it suffused the user with a low level of electromagnetic radiation. Combined with tutaminis and Force Absorption... well the lightning he unleashed would flow into one of her hands and out of the other until it began to wrap around them in a bubble. The bubble of lightning would flash as her own powers took hold and a spell began to weave.
Beyond that bubble, it would seem everything had stopped moving. Not a branch twitched, not a single wing of an insect beat. The others in the grove stopped moving, to their perceptions, all together.
"That's better, we have some time to talk amongst ourselves now," she remarked, even as she continued to channel the lightning until he realized how fruitless the attack was. "I've shifted us just slightly out of time and space. Think of it as our own little bubble of space-time. Now we can continue this contest and we can see if you can actually overpower me or we can talk about about our rather conflicting theories on evolution."
