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  1. Her own lightsaber came on with a definite snap and it's pure white light came to mingle with Leena's steady blue. She lifted the blade high so that It was at a steep angle beside her right ear. She spared a glance for Kadi, then charged right at Leena. She was no expert swordsman herself but she knew how the sith fought. "They come in a relentless attack. Not unfocused not a wild strike but precise. They focus their wild and their anger into brutally Strong blows." Though she was not striking to hurt these were very real weapons and she began relentlessly strike at the young Jedi Knight. Blow after blow, using the force to guide their speed and precision. "I Cannot demonstrate their powers, for I cannot carry that evil inside me. But know that they will be equally as brutal. A flying knife, a bolt of lightning, the scourge of fire. Now create distance and use those techniques I showed you in the cafeteria." She charged again.
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  2. The Jedi Master hit the ground running, her soft leather boots scraping on the volcanic scree as she scrambled towards the stranded research team. The air was filled with caustic dust and even more was kicked up as the rescue ships began touching down. The song was growing more chaotic, its rhythm confusing and disjointed. “Bring your people and your equipment to the ships. Leave what you cannot carry and do not value.” Dark braids whipped through the air and the dust-filtered daylight gave her features a yellowish and sickly appearance as she dashed through the skull-decorated entrance. The song continued to fracture and so the Master of the Sentinels drew her locus into herself, steadying her body as she skidded across the porous floor, pocked and marked by time. Kyrie could hear it now, echoed in the song, the cries of trapped. The song was saturated with fear, and she could feel it crawl down her spine in an echo of the terror. She saw it then, a fallen obelisk of obsidian stone and from behind it came a cacophony of screaming. The Jedi Master stepped to the fallen stone, letting her breathing calm pulling from herself her own strong rhythm, growing it with her heartbeat. It was as a lullaby, and she poured her soul into it letting it drown out the terror. She touched the stone, imbuing it with her song. The Sentinel brought the obelisk into her locus, feeling the stone stretch before her. For millennia it had stood, destined to fall into ruin as the world faded into death. She hear its own, steadfast song, so recently corrupted. She breathed out, feeling the rhythm of the stone change, accepting her song as its own. It had been of ruined pride, and onto it she brought acceptance You were never in ruin, to dust you will be, but never broken in your beauty. Into a thousand pieces fell the obelisk, its shatterpoint reached. Lustrous shards of obsidian played into the fading light, reflecting the Sentinel’s pale light. Her skin glowed like the clouds wreathed in the light of a storm. She beckoned to the shocked scientists “Come, now it is time to go. You are not destined to be of the stone or bound to the death of this world.”
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