Above Hanna [Astraios Blackhand]

[Darth Ayra]

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Her eyes followed Blackhand's own and his Lightsaber was diverted to the side with her own. She lifted a hand and drew upon the Force, pushing it down into Astroaios as she danced around him. She followed the push of force with a kick to his back side to send him down onto his front. She said. "Now you are being measured. But will I find you wanting, Sith?"

 

[Akanias]

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His back was to the wall, so the only way she could dance around him was if she had thrown herself off of the building, or to the side, and even then, he still turned around to face her once he had pushed himself off of the wall, and he pivoted on his foot to face her since doing otherwise would be foolish.

So when she tried to kick him in the backside, nothing happened since she was in front of him, and he soon deactivated his lightsaber and re-activated the beam so that she couldn't pin the beam along the wall anymore.

"I should ask the same of you."

 

[Darth Ayra]

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She span her Lightsaber one hand as she circled around Astraios. "Why should I train you, when you already believe yourself capable to face me in a duel?" She came to a stop in the position he had just vacated. "Surely if you want my tutelage, you should be submitting yourself to my power? Or does the tenants of the Sith go over you?"

 

[Akanias]

"Have you forgotten so soon?" He paused for a moment, mostly for dramatic effect to make her wonder what his next words were going to be. "You attacked me. I have yet to take the offensive." He said with a frown forming upon his face. He wondered if that had been a serious question or not.

"You would have me let you attack me? That's not how it works."

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[Darth Ayra]

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"I find your attempts to get me to give you tutelage strange, Blackhand." She moved forward to engage him again. "Submitting to another is one way of gaining such knowledge, wouldn't you agree?" Her chosen form was Makashi. She was a master in the technique, as she was with the others.

Her feet were graceful and her slashes accurate as she moved to create openings and then exploit them with her Lightsaber work. Her blade was a constant flash of red light atop the tower, which to those below who looked up appeared to be flashes of thunder in a now darkened sky. Night had befell for the two Sith.

 

[Akanias]

His defense was to move his lightsaber quickly and move as little as possible. He couldn't waste his energy against her, but he didn't plan on dying that day. He did his best to utilize Soresu to combat here, but he knew that he'd eventually lose if it began to take too long. His lightsaber snapped in small movements, parrying the most lethal of attacks and then he lunged backwards to avoid the rest.

"Then stop attacking me."

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[Darth Ayra]

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Her form switched from Makashi to Djem So. Her Lightsaber moved above her head in a constant rotation, much like a helicopters. Aimed to bear down onto his Soresu form, Ayra's objective was to break down his defenses with her brute strength, as this Lightsaber form was designed to do so. Her voice carried among the flashes of red that struck down on Blackhand. "If I stop, then you will not have learned your first lesson; and if you cannot learn this lesson, then I cannot teach you."

"And then you will be dead."

 

[Akanias]

Blast her away.

He was unsure if he should just utilize one of his ranged weapons, but he decided that wouldn't be right, at least it would be wrong in the first few moments of combat.

The Sith Lord would try to use her brute force to knock him back? He was larger, and most likely stronger, and so he deflected most of her attacks to let them slide off of his blade and to the side of him as he continued to lunge backwards. He made sure the wall was always next to him or behind him so that she could only get him from one less side.

When her last attack came at him, he leaned backwards and the attack went across his chest, burning a line straight through his durasteel chestplate and he threw himself backwards into a roll, and when he righted himself in his right hand was his disruptor pistol that he had produced from the small of his back, concealed by his black cloak, and he aimed it directly at the middle of her guard and fied.

There was no time in aiming at her, he did so instinctively. He was an excellent shot, especially in such close quarters, if it didn't hit her, it was going to hit something close by and the effect would be devastating.

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[Darth Ayra]

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Darth Ayra was a Lightsaber specialist, a literal Blademaster who had mastered all of the Lightsaber forms, their variants and the Marks of Contact that came with them. She had faced off men who were larger than her and had only found herself overpowered by the opponents use of the Force. She had yet to find an equal that matched her athleticism, skill with the blade nor the strength behind her; and she remained just as efficient and as accurate behind all these traits.

So when Blackhand withdrew his disruptor pistol he found a Lightsaber's tip cleaving through it and destroying it before he managed to fire off a shot. She had followed his fall and moved to capitalize on it with a continuous, relentlessness and mercilessness assault. When her Lightsaber cleaved through the weapon, one of her hands let go of the hilt and the gracefulness from before returned. Dancing around Astraios, she aimed to open up two Shiim's on the back of his leg and shoulder with her Makashi slash, before moving away and performing the Makashi salute for the next engagement.

 

[Akanias]

His disruptor pistol fell out of his hand destroyed, and the shock that rolled off his body was enough to slow him down that when he tried to roll away he had been struck once across the leg, and another upon his back. It was painful, and his armourweave wasn't made to fight against a lightsaber's heat, and when he got back up to his feet, his fingers brushed against the lightsaber's ignition if it wasn't already on and the crimson beam leapt out into his hand.

"So will you teach me?"

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