Brunas was quick to call his own saber to hand, igniting it outward in a sickly yellow glow that lit up his face and that of the nearest foe. His skeletal friends set about ambushing one of the others, those that were clad in the acidic flesh of the slime beast singing through the skin of the one they accosted and causing screams of pain to render up through the air.
With it came an unimaginable stench.
His blade caught that of the female who had rushed to his side, her own purple lightsaber jutting through the air. He held it for a moment, a battle of strength, before a well placed use of trakata had him cutting through her blade. The result was one less enemy to contend with, as his saber dashed down through her skull.
One foot raised to kick her aside as she fumbled toward the ground, and then he turned toward the next.
If they had been paying attention, then trakata would not catch them off guard next time... In fact they'd likely be more wary to lock blades with him at all.
