Krev came forward like a tidal surge, slashing with great force and speed, but hardly any accuracy. An amateur's move. Still, Adekos barely avoided the first slash, and then managed to intercept the second with his own lightsaber. He held it there, eyes locked with Krev, drawing the Jedi's focus in before shoving forward with unreasonable strength. It was the work of the Nanogene, not the Force, and it caught Krev by surprise.
Alarm flared in the Jedi's eyes as he was forced back, stumbling into a wall. The hidden Knights leapt into action immediately, determined to intervene on behalf of their handler. Adekos turned to catch one strike, flicking the blade aside to give him space to weave away from the other.
It put him with his back to the tunnel, and now all three of his attackers were in front of him, where he could see them plainly.
The two interlopers were a Mirialan youth and a Bothan, now between him and Krev. He could sense hesitation in the three of them, unsure of what order to take him on in. The last thing Adekos wanted was for them to think about it, so he took a few backward steps, appearing to retreat towards the tunnel.
That got them moving again. The two Shadows came forward, swinging their blades with practiced, deliberate blows. They were a natural team; perhaps friends. But camaraderie had little effect on the powers of the Dark Side. Darth Adekos moved with a fluid, alien grace, swatting away what strikes he didn't outright avoid.
Makashi was all footwork. Maneuvering. And so that was what he did, continuing to shift locations even under a downpour of lightsaber swings, playing them against one another. Soon they were stumbling over one another, growing frustrated. It was like Adekos was playing with his food - which, of course, he was.
But all meals have their end.
His lightsaber scraped a stone wall, purposefully flinging heated gravel into the Mirialan's face. The Shadow cried out, moving a hand to shield her eyes. She didn't get to see Adekos sever her sword arm neatly at the elbow, but she certainly felt it. She took an awkward step back before falling away entirely, stunned mute by the pain.
Krev wasted no time filling the opening she left. The Jedi Knight quickly pressed into her former position, working desperately with the Bothan to lock their opponent down. These two made an awkward pair. Uncoordinated. It was to no avail.
Krev came in far too wide, allowing Adekos to lock his saber to his and twist it in a direction of his choosing. The blade wrenched up and to the right, scoring the Bothan across the face and blinding him in one eye. The Bothan howled bloody murder, and Krev could not help but hesitate a moment, perhaps aghast at what he'd done, however unwitting.
It was all the time Adekos needed to land another shallow cut, this time diagonally across the Bothan's chest. And that was followed by an unceremonious kick, sending him sprawling across the unforgiving stone floor.
"
Moment of truth, Krev," Adekos announced, giving his lightsaber a pretentious little flourish. "
If you'd like carry your wounded to safety, I'll get out of the way. Or you can try your luck, and likely join them."
