"Where the hell are you, Jedi?"

"Right here."

Rohan ignited his lightsaber, and in a matter of seconds made his way towards the dark figure, weapon at the ready.

As expected, the Sith anticipated the move. He ignited his lightsaber in turn, deflecting the potentially lethal blow.

Brilliant flashes of red and blue sparkled through the night sky as the sabers clashed.

The Sith Warrior quickly moved to counter, unleashing a flurry of punches in an attempt to wear Rohan down. He failed.

Rohan, in a display of strength, released his own attack at the Warrior. The Sith barely managed to keep up, clumsily parrying and dodging, knocking down various objects in his path.

Rohan continued to cut down the Sith's defensive, unleashing an unrelenting attack. The Warrior had been struck in various parts of his body. The years of training hadn't worked. Realizing that the fight could not be won, he reluctantly allowed himself to fall to the ground.

Rohan walked up to the Warrior, aiming his blade. "I want to know who sent you, of all people, to try and kill me."

"After you betrayed both the Brotherhood and the Order… they felt they had no choice but to end you."

"And they sent you after me?"

"Yes…" the Warrior stuttered.

"How cute."

In one motion, the Sith Warrior's head was severed from his body. Blood spatter littered the walls and furniture of the room; his brain matter sliding out like sludge. Rohan enjoyed it.

And, in that moment, the terror ended.