Vael dropped to the ground on his hands and knees and caught his breath. His hand rubbed his throat as he lightly growled, eyes firing up with anger. Before he could even stand, the students surrounded him. His eyes swapped between them each one of them, scanning them and anticipating their intentions. The twelve of them each ready to bring some pain down on Vael. "When I'm done with these buffoons, you're next.." Vael growled, eyeing Daxton.
As quick as a whip, Vael ripped his robes from his body, revealing his crimson and gold armor, and threw the robes into the air. This was sufficient enough distraction for Vael to disarm two of the knights, stealing their lightsabers from their waists and activating them, both dark red blades. The knights who still had their weapons, activated them as well, but not before Vael cut down a couple of them.
The remaining entered combat with Vael, but they needed more than just the numbers game against Vael. From Vael's wrist, a spray of fire shot into the faces of two of the knights, setting their heads ablaze. The remaining four came at Vael in pairs to try and overwhelm him. Vael fought against the first two and as their lightsabers clashed against each other, the blades hissed and singed upon contact. Strong, yet swift attacks were traded and they were able to push Vael out of the room, but Vael soon overpowered even them and slayed them through decapitation.
Vael stared down the final two, breathing hard only slightly. "Come forth and feel the flames of hatred." Vael hissed. The two knights charged out of the room at Vael. Lightsabers clashing echoed back into the room ending with two thuds to the ground. Vael walked back inside, armor splattered with blood and breathing hard. "Next lesson." The sabers deactivated and Vael threw them to the ground.
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