Under Siege (MANDOS, REPUBS, REBELS OPEN, Other's PM)

[Vykter Orade]

Vykter mopped up the last of the Sith troopers execution style. They'd surrendered pretty quickly after seeing what he had done to the first two nests, but Vyk was neither in the position nor the disposition to take prisoners now that that massive beast had found itself staring down his ad hoc battle buddy @Dusaro. He sprinted past their bodies towards the interior of the nest and began working on removing the mounted turret from it's place on the lip of the duracreet. It didn't come free at first, so he took a moment to gather himself and concentrate and his next tug brought the housing free with ease. The power plant was too large to carry, but his armor's own power should suffice for a few hundred shots. He hastily made the necessary connections and hurled himself back out onto the dirt and poured machine laser fire towards the beast and hoped Dusaro had the sense to get the hell out of the way!

This is where the fun begins!

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Vykter Orade]

Vykter mopped up the last of the Sith troopers execution style. They'd surrendered pretty quickly after seeing what he had done to the first two nests, but Vyk was neither in the position nor the disposition to take prisoners now that that massive beast had found itself staring down his ad hoc battle buddy @Dusaro. He sprinted past their bodies towards the interior of the nest and began working on removing the mounted turret from it's place on the lip of the duracreet. It didn't come free at first, so he took a moment to gather himself and concentrate and his next tug brought the housing free with ease. The power plant was too large to carry, but his armor's own power should suffice for a few hundred shots. He hastily made the necessary connections and hurled himself back out onto the dirt and poured machine laser fire towards the beast and hoped Dusaro had the sense to get the hell out of the way!

This is where the fun begins!

 

[Dusaro Dresari]

(The glorious double post!)

Dusaro felt the pat on his back, nodding as the guy moved up to clear out more nests, keeping up his fire on the Drexls. Or at least, that is what he was going to do as the blaster rounds flew at the Drexl suddenly... Stopped, as it got above him. "Oh son of a shutta" He swore, hitting the drop button on the current energy/plasma pack, and threw himself to the side as [member="Naga Itesak"] landed, the force making him add an extra roll in. He kept the MG to his body as he rolled, keeping it from getting damaged, and the moment he stopped rolling, the extra clip was pulled out from his side and loaded in. The moment he pulled up into a crouched position, Dusaro pulled the trigger and held it, the new ammo already in, the shots going right at the Drexl, in a rather spray and pray manner, but at this range that didn't matter to much, the distance around fifteen feet / four and a half meters.

Though Dusaro had not been ignorant of a certain persons help, flashing [member="Vykter Orade"] a grin of thanks. Though with the look in Dusaro's eyes, despite the fact that it was meant to convey thanks, it looked more like the grin of a wild predator in his element. Looking at him he seemed like a man running on pure bestial instincts, and gave off a mildly dark feeling in the force. Not evil, just dark.

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Karrik Orade"]

 

[Mantic Dorn]

The plan had worked. The gates had been opened and the defenders would most likely see a resurgence of the invading troops throwing themselves at the courtyard. With a sweeping motion Mantic trashed the gate controls to ensure it would not be too easy to close them again. Now it was time to get out of here. He turned and prepared to leave - then he sensed him.

Mantic closed his eyes asn the dark evil that was [member="Darth Mythos"] approached. The technicians ran off, most likely fearing the retribution from the sith then whataver he would do to them. But [member="Darth Mythos"] was not alone. Behind him sith troopers worked their way to reinforce their master.

The situation was not satisfactory, he decided and removed his hood. He closed his eyes embracing his own attuenment ot the force. The sith knight was truly dark, corrupted and vile. Mantic felt it and while he desperately searched for a doubt, something in the dark sith that could still this slaughter. But he found nothing.

"Open your eyes, this place will not last. Seize the slaughter and leave. There is no need to cause more suffering." he instead tried as he opened his eyes, fully prepared for this to lead to a battle with the sith and his troopers.

 

[Mythos]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKOf0o-jdVk

"Jedi... If you wish to fight me, meet me in the open grounds." His Smile was that of Vicious and Violent intent.

Mythos was never going to surrender willingly now, not when he saw Victory so close, he was convinced that they could hold their gates... they could win. He had it all planned out, he looked into the Eyes of the Jedi Knight before him and did not even stop his advance. "This is Mythos... Do not close the gates. Send every available man through them... Charge the lines of the Mandalorians, we meet them in open ground NOW WE ATTACK!" Mythos had no time to fight this Jedi Knight, he had a battle to win, The three Main Gates opened and Mythos gave his back to him.... Jedis' would never attack someone with their back turned. Suddenly through the Gates popped the Entire six hundred Sith Warriors through the Halls with Mythos leading them in the battle, they abandoned their defended position and charged the open fields of Aten II in a massive Charge that clashed in the open fields and the First one to meet the first Mandalorian with his Lightsaber was Darth Mythos with the Armies on his back.

"All is not Lost! Show No fear Now! " His saber met flesh as he dashed into battlefield. "All the world shall know our bravery !! One Last Charge for Death Of Victory!"

Mythos met the Front lines with every ounce of abilities he had, blasting away lines of Mandalorian defenders deflecting blaster bolts with Pride and Myth at his side and the Brave soldiers of the One sith who followed him to victory or death "Reinforcements will not Show! Broken and and Weak, never give in! We can Win!"

As a Mandalorian Soldier was decapitated Mythos met the Forces of the Mandalorian War Machine with no fear or regret, this was his defining moment, Defeat for the Sith would come at the price of Mandalorian bodies stacked up in a mound next to the Sith soldiers, For every one sith solder that went down one dozen mandalorians died in the intent, Mythos did not know that this was a hopeless endeavor yet he knew Death was imminent. The Clash of the Two armies was one for the history books. This battle would grow to be Legendary, that was enough for Mythos

"ALL IS LOST NOW, SHOW NO FEAR NOW, ALL THE WORLD SHALL KNOW OUR BRAVERY! DEATH OR VICTORY!!!"


[member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Dusaro"] [member=Vykter Orade"]​

 

[Mantic Dorn]

The relief he felt. The sith turned and prepared to leave. He could not believe it but it happened.
Mantic searched for a second exit, found it and climbed the stairway up unto the second level. There he found an exit leading out onto an exterior pathway towering above the main gate.

He froze in horror as he realized the sith had held no intentions of withdrawing. Instead a slaughter of enourmos proportions was taking place. Death, pain, mutilation and despair. The sight was horrible.

It was him.

Mantic more so sensed it then heard it. It was the sith's presence that urged the troopers to keep throwing themselves into this meaningless butchery.

He had to try and end it. He had to try and end him.

With a grim face Mantic jumped down from the gatehouse, hitting the ground with a roll. In his right hand his green saber penetrated a sith trooper and then he started to move forward, parrying and deflecting the shots aimed at him. His goal was not the troopers. He had one target in mind.
There, he was. [member="Darth Mythos"] ravaging his foes like leafs in a hurricane.

Mantic took four, five, six long leaps and finally flipped around in mid air, pushing the trooper closest to the sith knight into the masses of other troopers. Landing just behind the sith he immideately spun around with his lit saber in a sweeping attack meant to cut off the head of [member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Rapax]

Naga still in his drexyl form took to the skys but not before a few of the MG rounds hit his body, This was one of the few times he was glad drexyls had such tough skin,He did a leap trying to land at [member="Dusaro"]'s right and did a sweep with its arm. He tried to time it so that he was close enough to hit Dusaro with its arm at least unless he has a quicker reflex then anticipated then the least he would get was a good fly from the shock wave that followed Naga tried his best to infused his attacks with some force energy to add the extra shock wave damage.

 

[Vykter Orade]

Vyk kept firing until his suits power reached critical levels and then threw the repeater to the ground. Whatever that thing was, it was tougher than anything he had to throw at it. I wonder what happened to that Jedi, we could sure use her help now. He thought frantically, searching for some kind of idea that could at least buy them time to get away from the thing. The machine laser was spent, without an outside power source there was no way to ignite the big clip of tibanna gas, which meant...

Wait, all he needed was something to ignite the gas pack! He pulled his rifle from his back and set it on the ground as he knelt next to the big gun. Working quickly, he pulled apart the housing and removed the entire gas system. It wasn't much more than two spherical gas containers connected by a few centimeters of tubing. He picked up his rifle and carefully judged the distance between himself, the beast and @Dusaro. Steadying himself and concentrating he tossed the gas chambers to the ground at the Drexyl's feet.

He took very careful aim on the small target. He only had one chance to do this right. "Dodge this." He said, and pulled the trigger.

BOOM!

 

[Edward Blake]

The Comedian woke up with a start, coated with mud. He was in a foxhole, about a quarter of a mile away from the fortress. The battle raged on in front of him near the gates, Sith and Mandalorians tearing into each other with vibroswords and blasters. But what the hell was he doing there?

"Karkin' hell...my head."

It started to come back to him. He was knocked unconscious by an artillery round. The shockwave must have sent that now bloody ammo container to his head. It didn't look like that much blood though. So why did he get knocked out then?

The Comedian felt the side of his head and winced. His hand came back dotted with blood. Eh, nothing too bad. If he could feel pain, it meant he was still alive. He then checked for his smiley face pin. It was still there. A bit of blood was left on it by his hand (), but he could clean it later. The war veteran grabbed his rifle, equipped with a flamethrower attachment, and began to get up.

Why was he in this hellhole anyway?
Oh yeah, credits. He'd been hired to assist in sacking the fort. It didn't help that the GR encouraged him to take this job. Any damage against the Sith is damage against the Sith. Well, it was time to earn his paycheck. The Republic commando scrambled over the foxhole and ran to the main battle, hoping to win some glory in this battle for himself.

[member="Naga Itesak"][member="Vykter Orade"][member="Mantic Dorn"][member="Darth Mythos"][member="Dusaro"]

 

[Dusaro Dresari]

As the Drexl leapt at him he pulled up and threw himself back, pulling the MG up as a shield against [member="Naga Itesak"] as he attacked. The action only mildly saved him as the force still threw him back regardless, completely trashing the light MG and making the plasma chamber explode as the energy pack sparked around the leaking gas. The explosion sent his ears into shell-shock, though he was by far plenty well enough experienced in such things to deal with it, and the actual explosion was only bad enough for light to medium burns for both of them. As for shrapnel, they would both catch some, though no major pieces managed to catch either of them. The main impact of the explosion was simple kinetic force, which sent Dusaro's jump back to him being tossed for around eight feet.

Unlike before this was an uncontrolled roll, which with him being dis-oriented by the explosion was no surprise, but after he went back eight feet, he caught his footing, forcing himself up and taking a staggering step back. The moment he had his feet under him, he started to pull out his verpine shattergun, but then saw what [member="Vykter Orade"] had thrown, his eyes narrowing, ducking down and finishing pulling out his shattergun pistol, but not aiming yet, the gas canister blowing up. Though it was possible that Dusaro's reaction might give Naga a bit of a heads up.

[member="Edward Blake"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

The Final Battle Had began and Mythos was no longer a source of Command but instead a source of Inspiration and Glory to those who fought and to those who died as it was never in vane. Outnumbered many times, still they urged into battle. Mythos was cleaving a path through many Enemy troops before His Battle Precognition kicked in and he swirled to block a two handed strike from a green lightsaber so unusual... in a world where everything was Blood and Fire. Red.

Using the momentum of his own attack Mythos redirected it to make him overshoot using Djem so then switched his stance to Juyo clipped on Pride and Myth to made a Sabe staff and began a Juyo Routine based on Aggression and Brutality. Dipping low to his leg while keeping myth up to protect himself he unleashed a small yet precise cut to his knee that was just a faint, a faint just as deadly as a strike. Moving forward with Pride's long blade he pushed his left arm deep and strong to execute a angular vertical maneuver to slice the jedi in half. His eyes locked deep within the Jedi as his attack would surely be countered he then proceeded a mass and and complex swirl and twirl of his blades and were so quick that it looked to the untrained eye, as if there was multiple lightsabers at once. If the Jedi Showed any opening at all Mythos would end it with a roundhouse flying kick to the Face then finish with a blast of Force Lightning.

Preoccupied with this encounter Mythos payed no heed to the fact that the numbers of the Sith were dwindling, Even their surpassing might their bravery and courage the Sith Soldiers fell one by one. But not the Royal Guard of Atrisia. 45-70 Remained of them. And they cleaved skulls left and right. Forming a tight parameter around Mythos and One of them foresaw and was intelligent. He began to call for a rescue team. Soon a battalion of Sith Gunships would arrive to evacuate the Guard. For now Mythos would focus on the Jedi and giving him a fight for his life.

[member="Vykter Orade"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Dusaro"] [member=Edward Blake"]
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[Rapax]

Naga in his drexyl form was tipped off by what [member="Dusaro"] was backing away and tried to quickly fly into the air before the canister was hit causing the blast to hit him partially burning him but thankfully his thick hide protected him from the majority and he managed to fly high enough to avoid the brunt of it. Naga sent him self crashing into a crater near Dusaro, When the smoke cleared naga was in his normal form the crash put out any lingering flames that where on him. He was still in some pain from the burn but he will work through the pain and continue his fight,He leaped out of the crater both sabers ignited and started firing lightning at Dusaro and [member="Vykter Orade"] using various acrobatics to keep him self mobile and move him to a better spot to attack.

 

[Vykter Orade]

"Osik!" Vykter cried out as he saw [member="Naga Itesak"] narrowly avoid the brunt of the blast. Burning bits of debris came down all around as the explosion subsided and he leaped towards where [member="Dusaro"] had fallen and tried his best to pull him up. "Come on man, we gotta go!"

 

[Mantic Dorn]

The red sith blade crosed path with Mantics gleaming green.

Mantic cursed under his breath. His hope for a swift end of the sith was spoiled and he was almost surprised by the extensive and very energetic counter of attacks that now was directed at him without any sign of hesitation or pauses.

He drove his saber into the ground to parry the sweep toward his feet. The clash burnt hard and the strike made Mantics saber to glide slightly toward him leaving an open wound in the stone ground they had chosen for their deadly dance. Having thought to expand on a fluid riposte Mantic was not not fast enough and the seciond attack by [member="Darth Mythos"] slahsed through the air against his waist. preparing the parry he used both hands not to be overtaken by the sheer strength of the attack this time. But never the less he was forced to stumble back giving the sith momentum to keep moving forward in a never ending flourish of attacks.

Dont think. Trust in the force... let it guide your hand...

He had trusted in a swift death of the sith but in this he had been naive and underestimated the darkk sider. To regain initiative he had to utilize his full focus on defensive maneuvers to slowly climb back into the battle.

While [member="Darth Mythos"] showered him in a complex twirl of his two attached blades Mantic quickly fell in parrying each and every strike methodically.

At one moment the sabers locked in, hissing sounds of defiance at each other. But the sith had no intention to remain in such a position and kept the attacks coming. It had surprised Mantic to sense such utter darlness in the man. The realization however, gave him a weakness and while seemingly able to withstand the storm of atacks he did not see the kick. It struck him over the face and the power of the blow caused him to fly several meters, before he landed back to a large rock. He had dropped his saber but instinct guided him to throw out his hand and have it drawn back directly. He would not fall for that trick again.

Then the lightning erupted from the sith. It hit the jedi, the ground and most likely a few of the fighting troopers around them. Mantic screamed in pain as the blast cracked into his very being, again unprepared for the sheer strength and endless depth of the sith's rage manifested through the powers he utilized.

Panting Mantic drew upon his own strength. He realized that his opponent had a much faster and easier path to the force. For a short moment during this agonizing moment he felt naked dread fear. Would he die now? What about the ones he loved, was he never to see them again... the thoughts were rushing through his mind and he lost focus for a moment. He was being defeated...

...there is no emotion...

He screamed again, nailed to the rock behind him.

... there is the force...

"Gnh..!... no..." breathing behind clenched jaws Mantic purged his mind of all those thoughts and emotions that was flooding him. The light of of his old master was his guiding light to lock out the pain enough.

Grinning he opened his eyes, the lightning snakes finding them and teasing them with offerings of a swift death. He however had decided not to succumb to the easy solution of death.

Pulling up his left arm he directed a powerful force pull at one of the sith troopers in the near vicinity. The man flew through the air with a roar. Meant to knock out the sith and thus break his damnable force lightning.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ivUSK4Tf3Q

The Battlefield was a light with death and destruction, Mythos' personal Royal Guard were getting a huge body count of Mandalorians under their belt using their high skills in lightsaber combat and Pike warfare, their weapons cleaved a line through their offensive waves but the numbers of the Mandalorians were just too much. Soon... they would have to Get Mythos out of here... Or drag him out. The Battle was lost. Sith Soldiers were getting Slaughtered left and right, but the Mandalorians were paying for every single Sith they Killed.


Mythos trained and honed his skills to the maximum of his abilities, he trained until his hands bled and his lightsaber felt like an extension of his arms, his superiority in fighting style over the Jedi was due to his Training in all seven basic lightsaber forms. He sensed emotion in the Jedi, Passion, a will to survive, a will to live, Reluctance to let go of his life, a reluctance to die. "Use it Jedi!!"

When the Sith Soldier came Flying at Mythos, instead of taking time to place him down and thus break his battle attack he took the Saber/Staff of Pride and Myth and Sliced him in half. His Death was a casualty, necessary to achieve victory, Mythos would mourn him and feel his loss but not now...

"Feed Upon your emotions Jedi! Use it to defeat me! Use it to see the Ones you Love again and return to the Warm Embrace of the Lady you miss! Give in to the Dark Side Jedi! Unleash your true potential! Let go of the Lies of the Jedi Order and their Light! Embrace the Dark!"

Mythos never Halted his Barrage of Lightning however he displaced his concentration and soon Mantic would see from under him a array of Tendrils and Roots with Black razors that arose from the ground and tied around his legs and arms pinning him to the ground. After that the lightning turned into a Noose, A Noose of the Force around his neck that was being put there by the Roots of the Ground that came up from below the stone floor. Mythos had conjured an Illusion but was using the Force Choke to make Mantic Feel as if the Illusion was real, because as the Root Tightened around his neck so did Mythos Force Choke.

"Give in to the Dark Side Jedi! Let Passion and Emotion Fuel through you! And Victory Shall be yours!" His right hand tightened to a fist as he stood atop the Sith Soldier he had killed for the sake of this Duel. his boots emitting horrifying Crunching sounds as his guts and brains were splattered over the Stone Floor. His yellow eyes glowing with red hot intensity as he stood over Mantic having a firm grasp on his neck with the Force Choke while at the same time handling a lot of focus to his Illusions that were as real as himself, to someone fully focused and trained they would be dealt with with some hassle, but against someone with a Force Choke upon them... the Task was more complex.

[member="Mantic Dorn"]

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[Mantic Dorn]

It would not stop.
The lightning kept coming despite Mantics maneuver. He realized the utter evil in the sith as he without hesitation sacrificed his trooper for the sake of upholding the power against him. He felt sick to his stomach as the repulsively attractive words of the sith crept over his tongue with temptations that was so easy to succumb into.
Mantic embraced himself, he had endured a life time of training to withstand just this sort of manipulations and while he was fully aware of that the sith had no intention of letting him win the offer always was sweet and easy to follow.

Then [member="Darth Mythos"] walked in closer, stepping on the dead bodies, empowering his attack with yet another power. Mantic gasped for air as the choke slowly stole his possibility to breath. For a moment black dots appeared before him as the sith face came closer and closer.

He shut his eyes, burrowing his own emotions into the depth of his mind. He was not attached to no woman. He had given it all up a long time ago. What he felt was perhaps a longing to love someone but... He was of the jedi order, old school. Mantic had been forced to abandon anything that would distract him from his duty as a jedi knight. He now realized that it was what would save him. Had he been tied to a true love, the sith's words might have pushed him over the edge, and he would have started a dangerous path.

But this was not true for Mantic. As the sith now held several powers at once. Mantic felt how he was spreading himself thin. It was a gap in the attack that Mantics training would seize.
He took the short respite to refocus and break free. He did not fight for himself or his own loved ones. He could distance himself from those thoughts and remember what he served.

"Gnh.." he forced a deep breath pressing the choke away. "I only serve to protect life ... *pant* ... and you are its destroyer..."

He had managed to recollect his focus on what needed to be done. With a tremendous effort he he pulled on the training he had devoted his life to. Mantic was not someone who had stumbled across jedi teachings now and then. Nor someone who had faltered back and forth in his beliefs about the force.
He was a product of the jedi order since childhood. There was nothing but training and the force in his life since the age of four. [member="Darth Mythos"] was about to experience that.

While his body was almost defeated the light in him grew into a seering strength while all his power manifested itself in this dire moment.
More powerful and with light almost burning through his entire body a wave of immense force push rushed out from him hitting the sith with full strength of a trained jedi knight.

If the result intended was met [member="Darth Mythos"] would be thrown back and possibly knocked out or disoriented. Then he would be met by a leaping assault from the jedi who himself was a warrior, trained in the lightsaber forms equally hard. The falling leaf attack was an overhead attack using a spin and leap to attack hard from above. this time, Mantic was completely wrapped up in the force, shielding him from any further distractions he had suffered at the beginning of the battle. While the sith might be able to parry the attack Mantic would then quickly continue a methodical continued press using Ataru to use a saber swarm to this time press his opponent back in return, each strike deadly, it was obvious that Mantic was not after mutilation or disarming his foe. He sought only a killing stroke to end the conflict here and now.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos underestimated his enemy, Underestimated the Jedi Order and Underestimated the Power of the Light Side of the Force. Somehow Mantic Broke Free from the Force Choke and His Illusions and Mythos' eyes popped open as he was sent back reeling and landed hard breaking the Stone that broke his fall and... his clavicle.

Pain rushed through him as he realized that the Jedi was right on him and pressing the attack with full force and with deadly intent. Had one of the Jedi's' attack been successful Mythos would have dropped on the floor dead, his broken clavicle was not felt but the pain from it was funneled through to the dark Side and using the battle styles of the Sith he had learned fueled his strength . Mythos did have something to fight for... Love, passion, the warmth of a Woman he intended to to return to, and he was going to... "Serena..."
The thought of returning to her gave him stregth, it made him fight with all the passion and fury he could muster, he could not die here, he could not die now, he needed to see her again and to raise a Family of their own, to raise an Army of his own and for his Story to be told through generations... "I Will Live Forever!"
Shaking off his pain he parried the over hand strike and used a force Push not to push Mantic away but to push himself away and gain some distance between the two, Then He took Myth and executed a saber throw to his midsection followed by a Style Switch to Makashi and engage his enemy close quarter with dexterous movements to use as little movement as possible yet be able to block his blades. Ataru was a style that demanded of the Practitioner high amounts of stamina to maintain, With Mythos using Makashi to keep his offense disabled and Soresu to deflect his attacks Mythos would not waste as much Stamina as Mantic would.

Once some distance had been capitulated and Mythos saw the chance, with Telekinesis he picked up a massive three hundred pound Bolder from behind him, lifted it over his head and laughing maniacally, he sought to smash the Jedi under the massive weight of the stone while with the Other hand keeping a Makashi posture to defend in case an attack came while we was doing the attack. One the boulder was smashed Mythos readied up yet another Illusion, this time, Doppelgangers, exact image copies of him right in front of him and around him. If the Jedi thought that one Mythos was a handful, he was about to get a taste of four Mythos, who looked real and were real if your mind let them.

Illusions worked a very simple way, if the mind thought the Illusions were real they could do very real Physical damage however once Struck by the Blade or a blaster or any other weapon they would dissipate into smoke. After the Illusions were done Mythos would again come in in a flurry of maneuvers this time with a single blade and back with Juyo. The First routine was a complex form of angled Vertical and Horizontal slashes in rapid succession, then a short stop kick to the calf with enough force to break bones, then a Vapaad strike to the throat that if it latched on, Mythos would literally choke the Jedi while blasting him with Force Lightning.

[member="Mantic Dorn"]
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[Mantic Dorn]

[media]https://youtu.be/eBnCcC_rEdk[/media]​

With the momentum gained Mantic pressed on. He utilized his full capabilities of the Ataru form and with lightning speed his blows came raining down on his foe, [member="Darth Mythos"]
The flow of the force guided his hand. Every move he did was as natural as putting one foot ahead o the other when walking. the difference being that tripping on this dance held a deadly outcome.

He stepped to the side with his left foot followed by a full turn by his right foot, to simply not be there when the saber thrown swooshed past him. Mantic rolled low to avoid the blade on its journey back to its masters hand. Finishing the roll he had recovered the distance that the sith had created for a short period of time and he prepared to continue to press on. Blades clashing as [member="Darth Mythos"] and Mantic faced off in a struggle where neither one seemed to have the real upper hand.

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The struggle continued for a longer time then the jedi had hoped for though. Too late Mantic realized that the sith had formed a counter plan. With the strain on the constant attacks Mantic understood that he was not finding any flaws in the siths defense in this fashion. He needed to shift tactics as well.

The second he gave [member="Darth Mythos"] that most needed time the huge boulder was tossed up in the air and directed to crush him. Mantic pressed his right hand up to stop it before it did. The boulder slowly turning in mid air as they struggled on who would best the telekinetic battle.

Then the sith made the same move as last time. He divided his attention to create illusions as well. While he was not aware of the trick right away Mantic felt how the grip on the boulder was loosened. It gave Mantic superiority over the boulder which he then used in the same way as the sith had intended. He hurled it down on his opponent only to find that it was evaporated into a thin air. He had struck an illusion instead of the real [member="Darth Mythos"].

Looking up he was now facing four of the sith. At first bewildered Mantic did however fast realize what this trick must be. He blinked but could not shake them. He tok a step back and positioned himself to counter the multiple attacks that was coming in.

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Focus.​

He turned inward again.​

Guide me.​

The attacks were many but they also were not as swift and deadly as the prior ones. The sith had to both keep his illusions up and focus on his own attacks. Using a circle of shelter technique Mantic parried and avoided the onslaught to the best of his ability. While the illusions were not as powerful as the sith himself they did prove a challenge and mantic felt a stroke of the tip of a saber scratching his left chin. He dodged a second attack and threw a riposte to one of the attackers. It hit him in the heart. this one too dissipated into smoke.

Three remaining launched their counterattacks and the ongoing attacks was hard to resist. But again, while the sith was keeping his illusions up he needed to neglect another aspect of power and Mantic after having flipped back to both avoid one of the attacks as well as gain a short distance rose his hands to throw debris at the three. Two of them "poofed" with only the real [member="Darth Mythos"] remaining.

With his Robe smoking and blood dripping from his chin Mantic wiped the blood off and raised his saber. It did not take long before the sith was all over him again.

In soresu he followed the vertical movement of the rapid slashes then he used a force empowered block against the kick, it still hurt and forced him to move slightly back. The stroke toward Mantics neck was next and even though Mantic parried the saber away [member="Darth Mythos"] arm wrapped itself around Mantics throat and pressed to physically strangle him.

With one hand he kept his opponents sabwer at a distance and with the other he grabbed the siths elbow pulling at it to gain air. For s short moment they were locked in this state. then the lightning erupted.

It was a painful experience but did give Mantic the opportunity to wrest himself free of the grapple. Keeping both the strangulation, the lightning and the saber at a distance was one thing to many for Mantic not to seize the opportunity.

He twirled around, lightning licking his body. But because of the same reasons as before they were not powerful enough to pin him down. He took the pain from the weakened lightning and with its light dance running across his body he made a low leg sweep to place the sith back down on the ground - followed up by an attempt to press down his saber into [member="Darth Mythos"] black heart.

 

[Edward Blake]

Damn, chit was going down.

Blake hadn't seen a duel this good since...well, since ever! There was a reason he handled regular guys and not Sith.
The Force.

Eddie saw the blur of green and red, all the Force used, ew, that Sith soldier who got a vivisection, all of that. That Jedi looked like he could use help, and the Comedian had theoretical training on how to kill Sith. Not experience, not on this.


"Sithspit...", he muttered before producing a scope for his rifle. He still wasn't in the main battle, just outside of it, ontop of a boulder. The Comedian attached the sight and started thinking about happy thoughts and karkin' so he wouldn't get any warnings that his lightsabers were gonna get shot out of his hands.

A direct head shot? Eh. That was gonna kill him, so he'd probably detect that no problem. But his hands? Not as likely, especially as he's concentrated over there with the Jedi.

Wasting no time at all, Blake sighted the sword hilts, breathed, and fired in one rapid movement.

If they were disabled, the Jedi would have a much easier time.

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Dusaro Dresari]

Dusaro started to got up before [member="Vykter Orade"] got there, though he took the help in getting up, wincing at the pain of the mild to worse burns on his right side. Interestingly, the glove that went from his right hand up to above his elbow had been burned off at the hand, revealing a repulse hand. A few moments before [member="Naga Itesak"] turned on his lightsabers, his right hand delved into his clothes, pulling out a smoke grenade and a flash bang. "There is no need to retreat." He said, hearing the lightsabers from behind and grinning in a disturbing way, his eyes narrowing like a beast that found its prey. Any chance that Dusaro might leave completely disappeared when he heard those lightsabers activate. He would -never- back down from a fight against a sith. A moment before Naga started to use his lightning, Dusaro threw the smoke grenade. Immediately after, he threw himself into the ground and rolled to the side, though his left shoulder took some lightning damage, slowing its movements down for a while.

By the time Naga would get his aim nice and true again, the grenade would go off, quickly covering the area in smoke. The flash bang he kept in his right hand, and his left pulled out his vibro-sword, keeping in cover for a moment as he put on his heat sensor visor. His movements had been slowed by the burning and lightning notably, but his races body was by no means that easy to take down. He could keep moving for a while longer, even if he was slowed down and weakened. After securely putting on the visor, which only took a moment, he was back and out of cover, looking for the Sith.