Social Games The Rancor Pit (EUC Dueling thread)

IC: Darth Kronos (and other nameless people here and there)

Darth Kronos was fueled with rage. He was still in his ready stance, staring at the Gorog, and the unison of the other Jedi and Sith trying to kill it. Manticore had jumped on its back, repeatedly stabbing and cutting it in the spine. During this, Soccmel had jumped over the beast's head, trying to distract it for Manticore. The Gorog hadn't even felt the stab to its spine yet. Arach impaled its knee, probably hoping to cause it to lose its balance. The beast was getting wounded and weaker. Now was Kronos' chance. He charged during the chaos.

Kronos threw the orange lightsaber at the Gorog's eye. He knew the weapon met its mark when he heard the Gorog's scream. Kronos used the Force to yank the blade out of the creature's eye, and back to his hand.

Proud of himself, Kronos couldn't help but smile. He began to walk to the Gorog and help Manticore to carve into the beast's spine.

He felt powerful footsteps behind him. Turning around, Kronos saw the Rancor, about to eat him. He dived out of the way just in time, but the impact of his body onto the ground slammed into his back wound. He winced in pain. Kronos wasn't even focusing on the Gorog anymore, but instead on the Rancor. He threw both lightsabers at the beast, aiming the weapon at its eyes. The attack worked, and Kronos had the lightsabers back in his hand.

Struggling to get up, Kronos started to run back to the main action against the Gorog. Manticore was still striking at its spine. Kronos ran back to Bellorum's side.

"We have another problem. The Rancor seemed to have grown some guts." Kronos pointed to the Rancor, which was still crawling at its eyes due to the pain. "What's the p-"

The Gorog roared as loud as it could. It had looked like it finally felt the pain that Manticore was causing. The roar - more like a scream - hurt the ears of Kronos, almost to the point that he became temporarily deaf. Even the Rancor was pained by this.

Mallace rushed to where Invidious was, dragging his body to the Medcenter. Once she reached the place, she opened the door with the swipe of her hand. Invidious was layed onto the bed, and Mallace rushed back out.

Kronos had other problems to deal with now. He needed to figure out a plan to kill the Rancor with a Gorog in the same arena. It came to him:

Kronos spoke to Bellorum: "I have a plan: we can take out the Rancor using the Gorog. We just need to figure out how to lure it to the Rancor... and not die.... Best I've got."

Mallace sent a barrage of Force Lightning at the Gorog, but it did not work; the Gorog just threw it off.

Kronos spoke to himself in an annoyed tone: "The damn thing just won't die".

Kronos geared himself back into action, and ran to the Gorog, hoping to complete his plan.

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IC: Robyn Shaire
The Gorog Pit

A shout from Darth Bellorum down below stole away all of Robyn's focus, and she even turned her head in midair to snap something back when something heavy forced the air out of her lungs. She had been struck head-on by... the Rancor's targeted arm? It hadn't been moving to strike her, it was in the middle of a painful recoil from some other attack. Robyn managed to roll over against the gigantic swinging limb she was pinned against, and managed to ignite her lightsaber.

She drove the violet blade into the beast's arm with a muted yell, and quickly switched it off to free it before making another burning gash into its thick skin. It probably wouldn't feel a lightsaber blade very easily, going by sheer size... she'd have to make her injury a little more potent for the beast to take notice. "Hmm..." she thought quickly, shutting her eyes for a moment.

The other Sith were always talking about her, Manticore was no exception. No matter what she did or didn't do, she didn't seem to impress anybody... Perhaps she was holding herself back? A dark smile crossed her face, and she opened her eyes. Who cared if the others stared? Blank and shocked expressions were far better than scornful ones...

Robyn narrowed her eyes at the swath of vulnerable muscle she burned into the monster's arm, and felt her energy begin to shift. The only Dark move she had felt marginally proud to have learned. "All right, how about THIS?!" Their natural red color began to brighten, until it almost matched the color of a Sithly lightsaber... Beams of light shot forward from her eyes, focused squarely on her lightsaber strikes. Within seconds, the entire segment of arm began to blacken and smoke and the beast gave a deafening roar.

Her attack couldn't last long, because the beast's furious shaking buffeted Robyn around until she dropped down, clumsily, back onto solid ground. It was far from the most graceful of landings, but at least she avoided serious injury... Kronos already needed a medical droid, they hardly needed another injured apprentice! Not that she expected the Sith Masters to care, either way... Robyn crouched low to the ground until her head stopped spinning, and rested a hand against her eyes with a low groan.

It... hurt to cast that move! But, it alongside Lord Manticore's ferocious assault on the beast's back seemed to do plenty of damage. Manticore's orders were to keep it unbalanced, so Robyn shook her head to clear it before preparing to jump again. Where to go this time, another arm? Or maybe join him on the beast's back? Ha! Like he'd enjoy my company! With a fake laugh, Robyn gave a smaller jump to land on a giant knee before making her way up to its shoulders.

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Great posts you two! Love it when this happens.

Gonna wait for a few more responses before posting again. Having a blast!

 

IC- Darth Arach

Just as Arach disappeared her lightning, there was a roar sounding off behind her. She leapt off the Gorog's now badly wounded leg, twisting in mid- air, so she could land facing the new potential threat.

Oh, good.

It was the Rancor.

Nearby, she heard Kronos talking to Bellorum. "I have a plan: we can take out the Rancor using the Gorog. We just need to figure out how to lure it to the Rancor... and not die.... Best I've got."

Right after he said this, Robyn, who had been engaging the monster, shot lasers from her eyes. Arach watched, impressed, but quickly donned a neutral mask as the younger woman joined her master on the Gorog's back.

Bringing her attention back into the battle, Arach sent a wordless warning toward Manticore and Robyn to hold on as she Force shoved the insect into the Rancor.

She watched with undisquised glee as the two monsters turned on each other. This battle was proving even more fun than the young assassin had anticipated.

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OOC: I apologize for my bad post. I haven't been sleeping right so I'm in a fog right now. Hopefully, the post makes sense.

 

IC: Lord Manticore
Rancor Pit

Now this, this was the lesson that no text could teach; only experience.

Fear had no place, no hold upon a sith. It was anathema.

Let there be pain and wounds, but never fear, never hesitation. Let there be enemies and war and combat, but never cowering.

Through passion, sith gained strength. Through strength, sith gained power. Through power, sith gained victory.

As they fought, each participant became more and more inspired, more confident. A wound was a mere annoyance, and it did nothing to deter their resolve, rather it fueled it. Their combat inspiration allowed glimpses of knowledge, furthering their power, revealing the enemies weakness.

This, this was what Lord Manticore wished to see. A sith without cunning and increasing attunement to the darkside was a failed sith.

Despite his wounds, Darth Kronos fought on. What was a Rancor now to the sith?

Darth Arach was quite proficient at the disabling game, properly exploiting the creature’s lower joins to much desired effect.

To his surprise, Robyn unleashed a devastating power he had not suspected her to possess! She fired crimson beams of light from her eyes! These were as effective as sith lightsabers, even as they cut into the Gorog’s flesh and bone, rending and cleaving all at once.

The creatures roared in pain, even as its blackened flesh began to smoke, the stench of burnt flesh now wafting about.

Manticore held on as he grinned. Was this the reason why Darth Dreadwar was keen on training Robyn as a sith? That was most certainly not a Jedi talent, nor one they would encourage her to develop.

Below, the zabrak sith master noticed Kronos implement a strategy to deal with the Rancor. Good. A sith was equipped with far more than a lightsaber to be effective. A sith's cunning was arguably his greatest weapon.

Manticore extinguished his lightsaber for a moment as he gathered the darkside once again. He sensed the decisive moment was fast approaching.

The zabrak's fiery eyes watched Robyn leap and bound up to reach the Gorog’s shoulder. The fact that his newly minted apprentice was avoiding eye contact out of hand was sufficiently amusing to make him chuckle. Robyn’s embrace of the darkside was very slow and gradual, but still progressing. The young half-zeltron gathered her feelings and focused them as an offensive weapon. That’s all that mattered. Once she was fully turned, she could return to Darth Dreadwar.

“RRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH”

Manticore gestured with both hands as the Gorog, now wracked with pain and blinding anger, began attacking anything it sensed on the ground, which was mainly the Rancor.

The zabrak sith master focused his telekinetic might upon a large section of the creature’s upper spine and began to pull, much like trying to remove an excavated pillar embedded in the creature’s back.

Ripping and rending sounds filled his ears, mixed with the creature’s roar. Flesh and bone were tearing themselves as he pulled with all his might. Bloody ichor spattered and flowed, but the sith master was not about to let up.

Today, they would conquer this Gorog, today the sith would taste victory.


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OOC: That is some serious brutality, Manticore! ...Eugh... I can just see your black robes getting completely covered with blood by the end of this.

 

IC: Darth Krono.

First, Kronos had to gain the Gorog's attention. Making tons of noise would do the trick. But, the question was: what should he use? Kronos looked around, in every direction. Other than the Rancor, which still was in the same corner, there was nothing to be seen. He ran closer to the Gorog, as it banged its fists against the ground, for whatever reason. He got even closer to where everyone else was, to try and get everyone else behind his plan.

Lasers shot from Robyn's eyes, which was as powerful as a Sith's lightsaber. Kronos looked at everyone else's reactions to this. No one else seemed to be weirded out by this.

"Did she.. just shoot out lasers... from her eyes?" He paused. "Okay".

Kronos ignored this, and instead focused his attention back on the Gorog. He threw his lightsaber at the beast, trying to get its attention, just as it was screaming in pain from the attacks. All the while, Manticore had jumped in, and was pulling at its bones and flesh. The bones cracked, making a signature "bone cracking" sound. Flesh and bones fell out of the Gorog, and blood poured from the new wounds it had. But, the Gorog was not focused on anyone. It was just angry, and swinging its arm around. So, Kronos threw his other lightsaber just as his orange one was returning to him.

That certainly got its attention. The Gorog began to chase Kronos, just as his other lightsaber returned back into his hand. The Gorog swung its fist at Kronos, but he dodged it with ease. He was getting closer and closer to the Rancor.

A giant fist slammed into Kronos, sending him careening into a wall, which only worsened his wounds. He had tried to get up multiple times, but he was just to shaky to do so. The only good news out of that was that neither the Gorog or the Rancor were after him. They were instead focused on each other, and the other Apprentices and Masters.

One Force User in a Jedi tunic rushed to Kronos' aid, reaching out a hand to help him up. Grabbing his hand, the young Jedi pulled Kronos up. Before Kronos could say anything, the Jedi said: "You're welcome".

They then both gave a nod to each other, before the Jedi rushed to aid in the fight with the others.

It was then that Kronos saw that the Jedi had robotic legs instead of fleshy legs.

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IC: Apprentice Robyn Shaire
Gorog Pit

Heh! Robyn's eyes were still a bit painful, but she managed a subdued smile. The Sith that had watched her were all piling mental wraps over their shock and surprise, but just knowing it was there behind "closed doors" was enough for her. Who's weak now?

She just re-ignited her lightsaber to repeat the process on the beast's shoulder, when it let out a ferocious roar that left her ears ringing. Both of Robyn's hands were over her deafened ears, and her lightsaber hilt was dropped onto the beast and began to roll down. "NO! Oh no you don't...!" She could barely hear her own voice, but she dived down quick enough to halt her falling weapon's descent. Gradually, her hearing returned, and she swore something was tearing just beside her ear... paper, a book maybe? Another fierce jolt from below forced Robyn to lean heavily on the monster's shoulder just to keep herself balanced, and her eyes wandered downward.

Oh FORCE what the hell is that?! The beast's back was just a wall of rend flesh, and it madly thrashed in absolute agony. Blood poured from its massive and growing wound, and Robyn swore she saw chunks of bone landing heavily before she forced her head back. Bile started rising in her throat once she realized that the bone was actually spine, Manticore was ripping this monster apart from the inside out! The heavy stench of blood floated up to her, and Robyn started to cough while holding onto her stomach. "Ugh..."

Slow breaths... slow breaths... There was no escaping the stink of gore, if it was this strong from up high on the beast's shoulders, then it would be overwhelming on the ground where it was spilling like a flood! Robyn could hardly afford to get sick here and now, but... ugh, if she never saw or smelled blood again, from anything after this, it would be too soon!

Manticore's robes aren't going to be black by the end of this, that I'm absolutely certain. Robyn managed another weak smile at the thought, and shakily stood up again. Without a word, she made her way to the edge of her shoulder with carefully shut eyes. No Sight this time, she would be blasted clean off her feet with the beast's overwhelming pain and rage alone. She tugged her collar up high enough to hide her nose and mouth, to offer some tiny reprieve from the overpowering stench... before forcing her eyes open again. Just for a second...! All I need is one second! I can last that long, can't I? She could already feel bile rising again at the sight of a bone jutting out of the beast's mutilated skin, but it was enough. Red beams of hellfire shot forward and rained down across its back, right down to its decisive spinal injury. Skin and exposed flesh alike were quickly scorched, despite reducing the river of blood running down. At this rate, she really was going to end up deaf...

Robyn held the second attack for a moment longer before shutting her eyes and switching it off. "OW...my eyes...!" she hissed, clasping a hand over them again. Faint wisps of steam floated from her shut eyelids as she continued, "I hope that's enough, they just might burn out of my head if I cast it again..."

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Accidental post.

 

OOC: Oh no, bad timing for me! Sorry if I kinda jumped over your post, Moon.

 

OOC: It's ok, Padawan4687. I had accidentally pressed "post" while I was writing my response to your post.

 

IC- Darth Arach

In all honesty, Arach didn't mind the blood pouring on her from above. Instead of covering her ears when the beast roared, she used a Force technique that didn't muffle the sound entirely, but it was enough to protect her ears.

With the Gorog as good as dead, Arach decided to focus her attention on the Rancor that was attacking another group of Jedi and Sith.

She ran to the rancor and made a series of Force assisted leaps to the top of the Rancor's head. Her final leap, she landed on one knee and both her palms flat against the beast's head. She, then proceeded to take over the Rancor's mind.

There was a struggle as the Rancor fought back, but Arach applied a bit more strength and the beast became hers. Satisfied, Arach stood and forced the Rancor to help Lord Manticore and his apprentice.

The Rancor roared and made her way to the Gorog, happy to comply with her new master's wishes.

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Edit: OOC: Sorry, double post.

 

OOC: That, was the shortest RP post ever. Of all time.

 

IC: Lord Manticore
Rancor Pit

A dark flare roared like a detonation through the darkside. The moment was at hand!! There could be no hesitation! The Rancor and the wounded Gorog were focused on each other in their frenzied rage. There was no better opportunity to deal the final strike.

Robyn’s deadly crimson gaze did their work once again, cutting into the creature with surgical precision, further aggravating the behemoth’s spinal injury. The Gorog reacted in great pain! Again roaring and flailing.

Did the zabrak just smile? Was that joy he was feeling?

A quick glance revealed that Robyn had exhausted her ability, but she was unharmed.

'Well done, apprentice', He thought in her direction. Still, he needed to act immediately and not let another second pass.

Lord Manticore clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth as he called upon the full might of the darkside. He flexed his mightiest telekinetic powers, as invisible hands firmly grabbed hold of a section of the Gorog’s exposed vertebral column and leapt away backwards, still facing the mighty beast’s back.

The zabrak sith master’s eyes blazed with feral vehemence and his temples bulged painfully from his exertion. Like a mythic creature, he roared as he descended, all the while bringing down the entirety of the creature’s spine with him, as he literally tore it out!!

The creature roared with unspeakable agony, as it began to flail! Ichor and flesh spattered all about, as sinew and bone alike were rent even further! The Sith Lord did not lose focus on his task, nor did he relent. The mighty Gorog began to lose its balance and began to pitch forward and fall, its spine snapping with a loud crack, as it became severed at the lumbar region.

Hefting the gargantuan multi-sectional column with nothing but the force, Manticore released a shout, even as he simultaneously tossed the spine to one side. It fell to the ground, like a mighty and bloodied millipede beast, twisted and coiling, billowing dirt and dust in its wake.

Still, the creature was not dead, but it would be soon. The Gorog loomed over the arena, then crashed down like a toppled mountain. A thunderous impact generated a shockwave as it slammed down on the ground.

Hopefully, its great form did not fall on anyone, for a Gorog was possessed of very great mass. Such a fall would instantly crush any being, be it Rancor, jedi or sith.

Manticore took a moment to catch his breath, as it came in rasps, his lungs burned and his head hurt. The zabrak shook his head to clear his blurry vision. He cared little for the stench, dirt and ichor that covered him, he cared only for the victory, one that no single sith here could achieve on his own. Together, the strong become mighty.

Perhaps, at least one of those present, would be able to glean this lesson.

The inner fires were slowly subsiding now, his strength ebbing, and so, he gazed upon the carnage of the pit and regarded all the participants.

Lady Bellorum, Darth Arach, Robyn Shaire, Darth Krono and the others. He offered them a half-grin and a solid nod.


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IC: Darth Kronos

The one they call Robyn had shot more lasers from her eyes. How she did this, Kronos did not know. But that did not matter at the moment. What really mattered was taking down this beast - the Gorog. Each of the Masters and Apprentices had tried to maim it. Robyn, whom Kronos had not heard of until now, did the "lasers from the eyes thing". He didn't even care who she was. After all, she called him an idiot before. Manticore screwed with its spine and vertebral column. And Arach had successfully taken a hold of the Rancor's mind, now using it as a weapon against the Gorog. Bellorum joined her fellow Sith Master, jumping onto the Rancor's back too. The creature focused on the Masters and Apprentices first, probably seeking to take out them because of nessecity. The young female Sith, Darth Mallace, was its first target, as it aimed a powerful strike to her head. Her reflexes saved her, ducking and rolling out of the way just in time. Darth Kronos saught his chance, using a powerful Force Push to distract it. It worked. But now, the Gorog was focused on Kronos.

Right after that, Manticore reached out with his hand, grabbing the Gorog's spine with the Force, and twisting and turning with its spine and vertebral column. Then, he literally ripped it out from the beast's body. The creature wailed and roared, and fell with an earth shattering thud to the ground. It writhed in pain, spitting out both blood and dirt. This was Kronos' chance to take action and finally kill the beast. He charged at the Gorog, and made Force-assisted jump to it. He landed on the beast's body. Realizing this, the Gorog twisted and turned, trying to shake Kronos off of itself, but it was no use... he was firmly on top.

He ran upward, going to the head. He wanted to kill the Gorog as quickly as possible. It was already becoming a pain in the ass to deal with. He switched into a reverse grip with his lightsabers... and brought them down with such a force that it could take off the head of a normal person.

The Gorog once again roared in pain. If the others were not careful, they could rupture an eardrum. Hopefully, they took precautions. Kronos aimed multiple stabs to its head, but it would not give up quickly. In its final moments, the Gorog twisted and turned again, trying to shake Kronos off while he was unleashing the attack. This time, however, it did work, as Kronos was taken off guard and thrown, smashing into the ground. Kronos knew, though, that he couldn't lay down. He jumped back up, and rushed back to the Gorog. He reached it, and began his attack once again.

He bashed and stabbed at the Gorog, making several deep wounds that would eventually kill it. Blood spilled onto Kronos, which was from when Mantocore ripped out its spine, and when Robyn used her laser eyes against it. The Gorog was now getting more violent than before, spazzing out, as if it were having a seizure. It moved its arms and legs, and moved the parts of its body that it could, given what happened. Kronos was about to be shaken off again, but the Jedi with the mechanical legs distracted it. He distracted it just long enough so Kronos could continue his attack.

It was almost dead. He could feel it.

He bashed and stabbed some more. The Gorog was beginning to lessen in its movement. So, Kronos continued.

Its movement lessened even more.

Then, when Darth Kronos sensed it was nearing its final moments... he brought down both lightsabers. He could finally see into it fully. The two lightsabers went fully inside the beast.

It stopped moving.

Kronos felt a sense of major victory.

Smiling, he stumbled off of the Gorog, as he limped back to where the group was. He let out a laugh. "That thing... just wouldn't die, would it? Damn thing had a skull thicker than fifteen blast doors put together."

He then let out a sigh.

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IC: Darth Kronos

The lighting of the Rancor Pit arena dimmed, creating a much darker scene. A spotlight shined around him and Bellorum. The two stood in the center of the arena. It looked more official that way. The Rancor It gave an ear piercing roar.

It was announcement time. Bellorum stepped forward. Her and Kronos were to host a bi-montly event in the Rancor Pit, which would happen twice a month. Kronos had ideas on how to get these creatures into the arena without no one knowing what he were doing, but he hasn't told anyone yet.

Once Bellorum finished her speech to the spectators that Kronos had no idea were even there, three large ships flew into orbit, carrying an unknown cargo - well, to everyone else. The three ships landed in the available space for them. No sounds were made from anyone inside them.

Then, each of the landing bay doors were released, the bottom side of them smacking the ground with a loud thud. Everything was quiet and errie.

A loud screech-roar pierced through the silence. Another giant creature, with long, pointy and green legs stepped out of one ship. Two more then followed from the other two. The beasts walked on all-fours given their structure.

Each ship flew away, going back into space, or wherever place they came from.

They screeched again. Acklays had just walked out. Three of them. It should hopefully pose a challenge for the group.

The three Acklays were now on the move.

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A small greenish-gray silhouette appears in one of the long corridors which lead into the stands. The elfin creature is clad in a black robe which shrouds his form, and a hood which casts shadows over his face. Two long, pointed graying ears poke out from his hood.

He looks up. His red eyes set upon the chaos happening in the arena as the Acklays run amok.

Darth Kralkus throws his hood off, and with a battle cry launches himself forward through the stands - he hops across the heads of several spectators as he makes his way down, before finally somersaulting a full three turns as he sails through the air and into the battle. Two red blades spring forth as he brandishes his saberstaff.

He closes his eyes for a moment, centering himself with a low hum, before he opens them again, ready for a ferocious dust up.

 

Darth Cruor


Emerging from the shadows that cling to the outer edges of the pit, the darkness seemingly flows like liquid and slowly coalesces into the massive form of the Gen'Dai. His eyes, as always, burn with the power of the Dark Side of the Force. Accompanying his arrival is a cold that only the undead can bring, as he strides forward the unnatural chill emanates forth and fills the room.

Though far removed from the darker shadows of the pit, much of the darkness seems to have followed him into the light. It clings to him, writhing as if itself was alive, the living shadow diminishes what light dares exist in his presence.

At various positions in the pit Darth Cruor could see Sith of various ranks, each here to face a challenge and to grow in power. From the darker recesses of his hood he smiles, this is the future of the New Sith Order. Long has he hoped for a revival of his once great order, and so his desires had come to pass.

In a previous life Darth Cruor commanded all who furthered the cause of the Dark Side of the Force, he alone and no other. Nothing that transpired did so without his knowledge. That however was a past life, long since over. The Gen'Dai had, for many decades now, known the oblivion that only death can deliver, but even death was not a permanent enough prison for one such as the ancient Sith Lord, Darth Cruor.

Even that enemy has been defeated, and now he has returned from the grave more powerful than before, though forever changed by the experience.

Such was the will of the Dark Side, and he it's humble servant was bound to obey.

Here now he stands, his fiery gaze examining the activities of the pit and his senses absorbing the blood that has been spilled in this place.....as well as the lives that have been sacrificed.

Various creatures now occupied the pit, giving challenge to those who sought to sharpen their ability. Acklays were the newest of the arrivals, three of the massive emerald creatures were now beginning to stalk the Sith who would be their prey. The Gen'Dai paid them no mind, they were beneath his attentions.

He would watch, for now, as the others challenged the powerful creatures.

 

IC- Darth Arach

Arach froze as she heard the roar of the Acklay. She swung around and caught sight of three total, but her vision became focused solely on the one bearing down on her. It's teeth were bared and ready to tear her to shreds. She naturally did what any sane Sith would do: She ran toward it, igniting he lightsaber as she went.

Here we go!

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IC: Lady Kwea Acantha

Kwea surveyed the arena looking at each of the three acklays. Smirking, she ignited her purple lightsaber and sauntered over to one of them, maintaining some distance.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? A lovely creature in need of seeing a Corellian hell."

With that, she let go a loud cry that could be heard throughout the arena and charged at the acklay.

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