Cathbodua
Harsh Master
The advanced stages of force healing within the holocron she had recovered... It was something else from the display and for a moment there she had been able to feel it but... It somehow seemed to hurt more as the Hapen knight was feeling the chill of the room she was in. Down below in one of the chambers over outside allowing her to control the artificial lighting to protect her exposure.
Pale skin covered in thousands of tiny scars across her back and body showing where and how she had survived her masters teachings. Brutal as they were and burns to almost ritualistically purge any darkness from herself. She listened to the small holocron in front of herself that was speaking. The gatekeeper an old woman with white hair and black robes that scolded her still.
The sound of mechanical stomping as one of the droids programmed to specifications from the holocron moving forward as she felt something strike her back and dig in. SMall barbs piercing the flash as they tore a jagged line that her body was reacting to. The sensation of pain overwhelmed by the sensation of the force while pouring it into the wound quickly.
Her body poured force energy around spilling it and then mending, the lessons to accelerate to inhuman levels the healing of herself and others was something An'ya knew how to do stronger then most but the jedi wasn't one for ordering another to try it. She'd do it first and if she could teach it to others in a slightly less harmful way all the better.
Pale skin covered in thousands of tiny scars across her back and body showing where and how she had survived her masters teachings. Brutal as they were and burns to almost ritualistically purge any darkness from herself. She listened to the small holocron in front of herself that was speaking. The gatekeeper an old woman with white hair and black robes that scolded her still.
The sound of mechanical stomping as one of the droids programmed to specifications from the holocron moving forward as she felt something strike her back and dig in. SMall barbs piercing the flash as they tore a jagged line that her body was reacting to. The sensation of pain overwhelmed by the sensation of the force while pouring it into the wound quickly.
Her body poured force energy around spilling it and then mending, the lessons to accelerate to inhuman levels the healing of herself and others was something An'ya knew how to do stronger then most but the jedi wasn't one for ordering another to try it. She'd do it first and if she could teach it to others in a slightly less harmful way all the better.