The lightsaber came hurtling towards him, end over end, powered by the force as the Chiss had thrown it. Instinctively he found his hands moving his Lightsaber Pike, performing a quick movement of Su, spinning the blade to deflect the throw. He clenched his teeth at the power behind the attack. The Nautolan was naturally powerfully strong. Amphibions were built heavier than other creatures. For amphibians required to swim under water at all hours of the day, a strenuous and exhausting task. For this, Nautolans, Mon Cala, Quarren and many others had far greater endurance than others. The speeder crashed, tumbled and roared with the companion of an explosion. His immense black, unblinking, lidless eyes watched the Chiss, and the incoming [member="Melakoth Tyrin"]. [member="Sokrai Ronaro"] leapt into the air, coming down with a vicious thrust. Hasjo brought his Pike's hilt above his head, deflecting the blow with the very hilt. Forged in Cortosis. His goal; to temporarily short circuit her lightsaber. The Forge surged through his body as his jumped high into the air, curling his feet up against his thighs, dodging the blow at his feet by the Sith. The Shii-Cho expert and talented swordsman landed on his feet. He stepped back away from them. He readied himself; a technique he had been forging for some time. Cha Fo, the ancient word for torpedo. He shot towards them, powered by the force with the speed and strength of a speeding train. His lightsaber pike in joint performing Su, creating an eviscerating wall of death before him as he propelled towards the both of them. His body twirling in the air with the spin of his Su in a perfect horizontal line.