Jysella Horn ignored the sweat pouring off of her forehead. Instead, she
concentrated on the remote barely a meter away from her blazing lightsaber.
Sensing an attack, she raised her blade to deflect the ruby red bolt that
was suddenly streaking towards her.
"Enough," a commanding voice ordered. Jysella immediately shut off her jade green weapon. "You're definitely getting better." The voice belonged to her father, Corran. He was a slightly greying man that still fought his best despite the fact that he was past his prime. He leaned against the paneling of the training room, a proud look in his eyes as he watched his only daughter.
"Thank you, Master," she responded formally, slumping down onto the cold floor. "Of course, it'll still be a while before I can beat you, Dad."
"And I plan on keeping it that way for some time, Jys. Besides, you kids need all the experience you can get from the older Jedi. The Vong may have left, but there are still plenting of evil people out there."
"I know, Dad. I just hope I'm up to the challenge."
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"Enough," a commanding voice ordered. Jysella immediately shut off her jade green weapon. "You're definitely getting better." The voice belonged to her father, Corran. He was a slightly greying man that still fought his best despite the fact that he was past his prime. He leaned against the paneling of the training room, a proud look in his eyes as he watched his only daughter.
"Thank you, Master," she responded formally, slumping down onto the cold floor. "Of course, it'll still be a while before I can beat you, Dad."
"And I plan on keeping it that way for some time, Jys. Besides, you kids need all the experience you can get from the older Jedi. The Vong may have left, but there are still plenting of evil people out there."
"I know, Dad. I just hope I'm up to the challenge."
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