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Her eyes would begin to squint as she was holding on for as long as she could. She would only be able to delay the inevitable. As she was preparing for it, she could tell that he lost a bit of focus, as the force he was utilizing began to fade slowly. Though they were still at a stalemate, she wondered what he was preparing for. His praise of her skills, was something she let get to her head, she chose to remain humble in any situation. But his next statement, wasn't one of Paris. It was a rhetorical question which she also didn't let cut her focus. He would use the force to hurl his lightsaber at her, to which she let cut her concentration. She allowed his push to send her back, given her just enough time to use her abilities to turn the saber off right before it touched her chest. Though she would've escape that new factor, she hit the wall behind her. Landing on her knees, she was breathing just a little heavier than normal. It was either the wall or the blade, she wasn't going to be able to escape both. She slowly got herself back up on her feet. And ran her hands down her robes, and skirt.
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