Getting close was what Nemene was best at, or rather what happened when people got close to her. She had never been a long ranged fighter, her lack of strength in the force had seen to that. When the lightning flashed at her she reacted out of instinct, her orange lightsaber blade sprung to life on one side, catching the red and black bolts.
She seemed to waver slightly, shifting her feet backwards as the bolts struck the bright burning blade and the floor before her.
Then as Jared got closer Nemene shifted forward again, her foot flew forward and kicked the sand in a round arch. A wall of dirt, sand, and debris flew towards Jared's face, a cheap move in order to blind and distract him.
She seemed to waver slightly, shifting her feet backwards as the bolts struck the bright burning blade and the floor before her.
Then as Jared got closer Nemene shifted forward again, her foot flew forward and kicked the sand in a round arch. A wall of dirt, sand, and debris flew towards Jared's face, a cheap move in order to blind and distract him.