Junction They Came From The Wall | SO & HR Junction of Ord Vaug and Bassadro

[Novac Lyrikal]

It was a good feint as it forced novac to pull himself back a bit to dodge if it was a real strike.

He was surprised to hear @corazon von ascania in his head. Telepathy, his native language, well at least on his ssither side. people didn't often use it so it was nice to experience it again. He didn't know what she was planning in doing but trusted her enough.

"Keep him occupied you say? That i can do easily enough." He replied through telepathy. He stood for a brief moment as he fully unconnected his sabers, two bright yellow in his top pair of hands, two deep purple in his bottom pair. Novac had made his saber to be able to do so because of his biology. But the more sabers he used at once meant he had more to mentally process. His heat pits, 4 arms and sabers, his long body and tail all together was quite a lot at once. Possible but not ideal.

Moving forward he attempted to jap his his one saber at Darth Strosius 's neck, one at his leg, slice at his arms with one saber each.

 

[Darth Nefaron]

JEDI SCUM: Balun Dashiell
DZARA BRO'S: Lirka Ka Helix

Despite Nefaron not playing fair, Balun appeared to be more than a match for his tricks.
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When the Jedi spun around to engage him once again, Nefaron had a horrid smile on his face as Balun's blades locked with his own once more. This Knight had truly embraced the power of the light, which meant crushing him would be all the more rewarding.

"Well done, Jedi! I am certain your Master would be pleased with your abilities, but that will not be enough to stop me."

Nefaron freed one of his hands from his saber and gathered a blast of force power into his palm before unleashing it to send himself flying backward, away from the Jedi, and allowed himself to land just before his guardian droids. In a quick motion, the Corpse Lord snatched the holocron from his droids before deactivating his weapon and giving a casual hand gesture to direct his remaining droids to engage the Jedi.

"You defeated one, but can you destroy them all? It would be a simple task if you would merely embrace your rage."

More goading, even a chuckle from Nefaron, but in the end, he could not rely on his droids alone to defeat the Jedi. Instead, he tucked the holocron into his cloak and withdrew a cannister, within which brewed an orange substance that seemed ever volatile. As the droids engaged Balun, Nefaron set about opening the canister and tossing it into the fray of battle, a thick orange gas spewing forth as the Dark Lord leaped atop one of the tall statues of the long-dead Jedi, watching the battle below.

"Tell me, Balun, what is it you fear most? Well, we are about to find out!"

The Corpse Lord could not resist cackling as his Mind-Breaker toxin began to fill the lower chamber, adding yet another hurdle the Jedi would have to overcome while he faced down Nefaron's remaining bodyguards. Perhaps this was just what the boy needed in order ot be pushed over the edge and embrace the Dark Side once more?

 

[Darth Strosius]

Equipment: Lightsaber - Sword - Dagger - Robes
Tags: Corazona von Ascania / Novac Lyrikal
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Thankfully the feint worked, forcing both Jedi to give Him another precious moment of breathing room in order to reorient Himself properly. The more familiar of the pair was pulling back and the serpentine Jedi took the opportunity to draw more lightsabers to bear. If need be Darth Strosius could avoid a single blade at His rear, but certainly not four. His focus had to remain on that one then, with any luck His opponent wouldn't be nearly as aggressive with his multiple lightsabers as He was with His own two blades.

Whatever she was doing behind Him was making the headache that He'd had since their bout began grow all the more pressing and apparent but for the moment He couldn't spare too much thought for it. So long as she wasn't looking for gaps in His armor then Darth Strosius simply couldn't afford to pay her any mind. Not with four blades coming down at Him that He'd have to meet head on if He had any hope of remaining in one piece.

He shifted to meet the incoming Jedi and ducked forwards move into the coming strikes in order to avoid them, mainly the one towards His neck and leg. Darth Strosius flipped the lightsaber around in His grip to intercept one of the blades coming towards His arm whilst His sword struck forward to sever the other one that was barreling towards Him. Keeping His opponent occupied and off balance would be more essential than ever to keep any of the four lightsabers from landing a worthwhile hit.

 

[Novac Lyrikal]

Corazona von Ascania

It was a surprising good thing that novac fell for tye earlier feint as he was now closer to one of the bookshs. Bringing his sabers in to protect himself he moved back while keeping his unblinking eyes on Darth Strosius . In a attempt to keep his focus novac asked "So, what exactly where you hoping to find out about the Son? why is it so important?"

As he backed up it looked as if he accidental bumbed into the large bookshelf until he put his tail up against it and moved it up along it, pulling the rest of himself up with him by using the force to push his tail against the bookshelf. Now above Strosius he tryed to stab at the back of his head with two sabers, and his shoulders with the other two.

 

[Darth Strosius]

Equipment: Lightsaber - Sword - Dagger - Robes
Tags: Corazona von Ascania / Novac Lyrikal
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Darth Strosius didn't hesitate to pursue the Jedi as he slid back, both blades slashing against the multiple lightsabers in order to try and find some gap that could be exploited. A stray glance back towards the more familiar of the Jedi pair was done as He reared back for another stabbing strike but with her still withdrawn He returned His full focus back to the serpentine one before Him. Mostly to scoff at the question that was thrown His way even as their blades clashed.

"I wouldn't expect a Jedi to understand the importance of such a matter. The Force itself manifested as the Son, and you have to ask why I'd be intrigued? Fool." His next strike forward was met not by blade or flesh but rather the shield keeping the shelves' contents from harm, His opponent making usage of it as his back to pull himself up from being cornered and give him a height advantage. Darth Strosius was forced to step back to avoid the blades coming down on His head and raise His blades to meet the two veering at His shoulders but He was hardly deterred.

Reaching up to strike at the Jedi would just leave Him open and vulnerable given His opponent's multiple lightsabers but there was of course another solution. Lightning crackled and arced where His armored fingers gripped the hilts of His blades and with another step back He was free to loose a violet storm in a burst of lightning up at the serpentine Jedi.

 

[Novac Lyrikal]

Corazona von Ascania Darth Strosius

Novac was lucky, the environment was good, lots of higher places and surfaces to cling to. The main advantage he had however wasn't that or his sabers, but his heat pits along his mouth. They weren't some instant response or warning system, just merely heat sensors like any snake. But due to it he could react to things faster, but not fast enough in this case.

As strosius sent lightning towards novac he could feel its heat but wasn't able to fully move out of the way in time. The lightning caught his bottom right hand, forcing his arm muscles to tighten painfully. He could feel it travel all the way through his arm. It hurt worse then anything he'd experienced before in his life. His arm was numb and he could barely use it. Dropping the lightsaber that was in that hand on the top of the bookshelf he grabbed it with the end of his tail.

Quickly going over the other side of the bookshelf out of sight he said to strosius "well sorry for asking. Not like I know much about him, still a apprentice ya know. What I do know though is he's not a manifestation of the force. Just the dark side of it."

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

Cora wouldn't answer to Novac with telepathic speech - instead, he'd feel her sentiment. Trust and clarity, like a gentle, firm hand at his back.

Then, she immersed her senses fully into the Force.

The Light didn't thrive on vengeance or spite, so she made her peace with the negative feelings that lingered for Strosius. Perhaps the gathering strength of the Light side of the Force made that a little easier. Even the raw, burning sensation from where he'd clipped her cheek with his crimson blade seemed to dull.

Luminous threads continued to gather unto the Jedi, gradually washing out her features with vibrant light. Thanks to Novac keeping the Sith occupied, she had the space and peace of mind to draw upon the Light side of the Force, making it more potent than the Dark that tried to encroach on their space.

Then - hands extended out towards Strosius - the archive flared with a sudden, sustained burst of Light. Novac would feel his fortitude solidify, and the Sith?

He would feel the strength of the Light side of the Force.

Darth Strosius Novac Lyrikal