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One Giant Step [Dominion of Ralith]

This was new...really new. The trophy saber flew to his hand and ignited as he backpedaled, the cybernetics and the force aiding him as the saber caught @[member="Kiyala Demont"] furious onslaught at every turn, then he snapped, he was done with being of the defense. He slashed vertically, striking at her chest and hoping to land a big strike, but even if he wouldn't, he'd find a way to kill her.
 
The attack worked all too well as his blade sliced straight through. A shocked look would be written all over her features, as her body realized she had been impaled in what seemed like a killing blow. Blood would spring forth from him lips seemingly about to land on Marcus, her form would then flickered out of view as if she was not there before coming back into view as she fell to her knees.

Her body would fall over lifeless shuddering with its last dying breath. And that would end her illusion, as she emerged from the mists she created somewhat refreshed as the illusion itself had a drain. If he could see her face as through the newly repaired face weaving, he would see her standing there sardonically glaring at him.

She hadn't put her all into the illusion at all which is why her image constantly flickered in and out of view. But it not only bought her enough time for a quick rest but as she reached out feeling the effects her lightning had on his leg. She began to once again focus a force combustion on his leg before calling her blades back to her hands.

@[member="Marcus Faust"]
 
Again with the new stuff. As she fell a grin of satisfaction grew across his face, only to fade as he came to the revelation it had been but a mind game. The oncoming attempt at force combustion by @[member="Kiyala Demont"] would hopefully be stopped when Marcus let out another surge of lightning, either the hit, or the avoiding of it would break her concentration, hopefully. Then he sped forward, into her mist and letting loose a series of powerful and aggressive blows to her head and chest, the strikes resembled those of Djem So, his primary saber form, but had the aggression of Juyo behind it. This was his personal form of combat, unlike any other.
 
Kiyala had enough of this fight with @[member="Marcus Faust"] . As he sent lightning towards her, she gave up on her combustion fueling her muscles with the force and adding inertia behind it. As Marcus aimed to possibly behead her or grievously maim her, Kiyala was content to simply sweep in low using her smaller size and height as well as the sheer movement empowered steps that was Ataru. She swung her blades up vertically under Marcus' extended arms, if he didn't either withdraw his attack and move quickly enough it would surely slice straight through his arms. That's at least what Kiyala thought as she pushed her body forward her inertia gaining strength because of the momentum gained through action.

"I'm not one to be toyed with." Soon she would need to get some space, she could feel the effects beginning to wear on her.
 
There was a slight numbing feeling that raced over his body. He remembered being grabbed and summoning the force to resist the blunt force trauma of his back being smashed into the roof. After a few moments his eyes, opened only to see nothing but a blurry mess of colors. His ears rang, and his back felt like someone had smashed it into oblivion. But thankfully he had it in himself to move his legs and start to get back on his feet. After another moment Arcturus could make out sounds of lightsabers clashing and lightning crackling. Then after finally getting to his feet, watched his master duel the assassin with a dumbfound look on his face.

Painfully he took a deep breath, he could feel his spine popping back into place, then with a roll of his neck he activated his lightsaber in his hand. As soon as Kiyala dove in for a finishing blow on Marcus, Arcturus took a step forward and stabbed his lightsaber at Marcus's back.
@[member="Marcus Faust"]
@[member="Kiyala Demont"]
 

Other Space Kaiden

Better than other-other space Kaiden
Krag had watched the apprentice get tossed around, but was quickly distracted by the ensuing fight of the witch and the assassin. Whilst Krag watched the fight, the apprentice got up and tried to stab @[member="Marcus Faust"] from behind. Krag snarled, he said he was going to tear flesh from bone and damn him if he was going to be a liar. As the apprentice approached Marcus, Krag took in a breath of air and blue a large ball of flame directly at @[member="Arcturus Procyon"]
 
Marcus leapt to the side, fast, getting out of the reach of @[member="Kiyala Demont"]'s sabers and causing @[member="Arcturus Procyon"] to completely miss his intended target. Then as @[member="Krag"] unleashed hellfire upon the cowardly apprentice, Marcus set his sights on the master. Her mistress would surely be displeased if her little pet was sent to her in a box by Marcus. Deactivating the trophy saber, and drawing another, less flashy one, one which was more practical. The electrical blue saber was taken into both of his hands as he assumed a Dejm So stance, preparing to counter the next attack.
 
Kiyala unfortunately for her apprentice did not concern herself with the well fare of her apprentice. However to be fair; she thought he was dead a few second ago anyways. Kiyala though she was tiring knew that Marcus had to be as well, as she was using her power of inertia to further enhance her speed so to defend from it would require a higher level of energy output. Plus the fact that it was a known fact that those who utilized a prosthetic automatically used double the amount of energy to move than a more able body person.

Kiyala however didn't respond back to @[member="Marcus Faust"] with an attack. She looked at Marcus and spoke "Yeah so this fight isn't gone end well for both of us. So @[member="Krag"] when your done and if he's still living come find me. I've been meaning to talk to you anyways." And with that Kiyala took a step back and seemingly fell of the roof-tops they occupied.

Kiyala held no personal animosity towards either of them and she could tell through battle that Marcus was truly a warrior.
 
The lightsaber just missed Marcus's back. But just as he missed a warning came in the force, the darned lizard launched a blue fireball at him. Summoning the force as his aid, fueled by his anger he created a force barrier which the fire ball harmlessly bent around. When the fighting stopped, he took a moment to take a few deep breaths. Then his master departed without a word to him. "So thats it?" He said a bit disappointed. His gaze shifted to the other two Knights and like his master he decided to make himself scarce. "Evening then." Then he jumped from rooftop as well.
@Marcus Faust
@Krag
 
The city was nearly in ruins. Only well-fortified positions remained, many of the inhabitants of said structures seemingly much more seasoned than their civilian-soldier counterparts. These ones seemed to be actually part of an official militia or defense force, their accurate fire and positioning told the tactical droid nothing less than what he'd assumed. A tug upon the shoulder of the pilot of the AT-TT directed his attention towards the entire city block devoted to defense.

It was to be their last stand against an innumerable foe.
 
Within the time of about thirty standard minutes, Davin's entire engineering and ground assault crews had established the first of many Prefabricated Garrison Bases on the world of Valen. His white-clad Stormtrooper armor clunked together as he grabbed a rifle from one of the landed gunships, motioned for several soldiers to follow, and left the base with a few orders. "Get this place up and running! Get those defenses online now and see if you can patch through across ground command!"

And the Captain charged off with a squad of soldiers, bringing his rifle up to bear against the flaming city in the night. Screams and wails of agony could be heard ringing throughout the city. The smell of death and charred flesh made Davin frown in disgust. The way these Imperials operated like this was horrendous to see first hand, but it was a necessary evil. The residents had struck first, sealing their fate with blood.

"Alright men, let's patrol the outskirts and see what we can find."
 

Other Space Kaiden

Better than other-other space Kaiden
Krag huffed at the witches words, she wished to speak with him? For what purpose would such a weakling have with a superior such as Krag? That was his thought process at least, to Krag very few were his superior. Still, if she wished to speak with him she would come and search him out, until then there were more pressing matters to deal with. Without saying a word to Marcus, Krag turned and headed down off the roof and back to the street that contained his flocks of Graug. The warriors had already moved their captures to the center of the city and were placing them each on their knees in a large circle in the midst of the town square. There was a mixture of men, women and children all huddled together with the odor of fear looming over them like a dark cloud. Standing around the group of prisoners were a dozen Gruag, their weapons hung over their shoulders and their teeth at bare.

As the shadow of Krag enlarged, the crowd shrunk, each person trying their hardest to crawl into themselves just to stay out of his sight. Towering above them, Krag looked over each person with his good eye. As he stared down at them, he sent a telepathic message to the Emperor "I have a group of civilians gathered at the square, what do I do with the weaklings?"

@[member="Darth Arcis"]
 
@[member="Darth Arcis"]

Paega nodded, responding that she had understood the fact that there were people upstairs. She watched as the Sith Emperor decided to cloak his presence in darkness, and casually walked over to the stairwell that led to the second story. The blonde Sith Knight didn't know and not that much cared why the Emperor of the Sith wanted to be concealed, their goal was simple, and that was to take out the vanguard and the leader.

With a shrug, she moved on forward towards the stairwell. Without making a sound, Paega lightly began ascending up the stair. Emperor Lussk could 'ascend from darkness' if he wanted to, but for the time being, Paega was content to just climb the stairs.
 

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