The Twi-lek instantly saw the Gran panic as he ran towards Kixi. Un-mistakenly, she could sense the Force strong in the dancer girl dancing beside her. She knew something was wrong. "Enough of this this", she gently used the Force on Kixi who although the Twi-lek hadn't meant to do so, it sent Kixi hurtling backwards, who ultimately fell on her bottom between both the Gran and the Trandoshan who had been standing behind her. At this very moment the music stopped. Silence once again filled the halls of the temple. The Twi-lek's eyes lit up suddenly. Kixi's lightsabre suddenly exposed during her fall. And in a flash Kixi was back on her feat, right arm out and Force pull towards the standing Twi-lek Jedi Master. The Twi-lek had easily anticipated Kixi's move and naturally countered Kixi's Force push with a Force push of her own directed at Kixi. The two were locked in a fearsome tug of war. An invisible force in between them pushing at one another. Whoever would lose this battle would surely end up severely concussed, broken bones and possible internal injuries, as the force of the impact would be immense. The struggle between the two was already immense. "I do not sense the dark side in you, who are you", the Twi-lek master gasped out. Kixi did not bother to respond.
"Mako, we are in position, 3 to beam up", Kixi's voice, a complete strain as the words came out. She was struggling for breath. It seemed she was slowly losing the battle. Zuncålazin, the entry level equivalent to a Jedi Master on her home world she was. The Twi-lek clearly not an entry level master, was about to have Kixi slammed onto the nearby wall, an outcome that would surely end extremely sour for the First Prime of House Sunrider. "The Ueshiba's transporter range has now been extended to my position, transport lock confirmed, 3 to beam up, energising in T minus 10 seconds", Kixi could hear Mako's words echo in her head as her knees began to buckle. She wasn't going to be able to hold on for much longer. Up in the sky directly above the temple, the Calder mit Arkhan de-cloaked and was now clearly visible from outside the temple. The Twi-lek starred directly at Kixi's agonising face, "It's over", she said in a stern voice. "Surrender now while you still can". At that very moment three rays of light from the Asgard transporting device encompassed the bodies of the Gran, Trandoshan and Kixi. In an instant the 3 vanished to the utter disbelief of the Twi-lek master, and the younglings and padawans who had just witnessed the fight.
The three re-materialised in what was the archives section of the Jedi Temple, a highly restricted area to only certain masters. Kixi dropped to her knees. Short on breath, breathing heavily with her hand on her stomach clearly in agony. Vinskk had never seen her in such a state of defeat. She looked up at him, her face showing more determination than ever, "Help me up, we need to decode that data and program those holographic projectors now before someone finds us in here". As she said those words, saliva spitting from her mouth, her eyes rolled back, her eye lids shut and she rolled backwards and fell completely on the floor slumped onto the ground, face facing the floor with blood rushing out of her nose.
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