A flash of light. A spit of lava hissing on shield.Mustafar.
Two combatants face off against each other, standing on a long walkway. The facility is empty save for droids working in the lava pools below them. Nothing here will interfere with them unless they destroy the facility itself, much like some former Jedi and Sith did. The heat, despite the lava being shielded, will surely make you drip with sweat regardless. Through it all, you know you must fight the person across from you, and that if you do not, people will be displeased with you. Your appearance here has clearly been orchestrated. Not you fight. The winner will be celebrated.
The loser will be nothing.
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