Tython Siege Series Chapter 4 - Supernova Exhumation
Into the darkness of the cave two combatants fought, piercing red flame against flowing blue. Gavin Tor moved and leapt and spun. moving step by step, deeper into the darkness. His opponent danced in and out of striking distance with flurries of stabs, feints, and quick slashes to hand, arm, or leg.
Tor parried madly, sharp sense and his precognition reaching for the slightest hint of deception in each stroke and thrust of the blade. Time slowed as he moved back and fended off another assault, more vicious than the last.
"This can't go on," he thought.
As though the Sith preyed on Gavin's thought the whirling red blade came on, viper quick, to bite into Tor's shoulder. After a howl of pain, Tor grit his teeth and pressed to clear the burning blade and lashed out with his booted foot to slam the Sith clear out of striking distance.
A ray of light passed over his shoulder, blinding the Sith long enough for Tor to look up and see a rock shelf that glittered with the light Tython's native crystals. More out of instinct than thought he leapt up to reach the glittering earthen stars.
With a snarl the Chiss leapt after him. As Gavin launched from ledge to ledge he batted aside his pursuer. The cauterized scar on his arm throbbed painfully each time he blocked. Despite his pain Tor kept ahead of his opponent by a narrow margin. In this battle, height had become everything. The Jedi felt the spark of lethal energy that reached out to lash him on the head. With a quick duck of the head he avoided the quick burst of lightning.
Even as the dark warrior lashed out with another whip of hateful electricity Gavin was launching up onto the high shelf where he saw the crystals gleam with a light of their own.
The Force whispered a warning and Gavin was rolling clear even as his enemy landed with a downward stab. On reflex Tor stepped back and snapped his hand out to channel another burst of telekinetic energy. To his surprise the armored Chiss staggered back under the Force's power. The light in each of the crystals vibrated in response to his move.
Pieces in an echo chamber for the power of the Force. With newfound determination lighting his gaze he leapt and struck, letting the energy of his assisted acrobatics discharge out into the gleaming stones of yellow, blue, and green. In response they blazed with greater life, and a torrent of power rushed through Gavin Tor.
The enemy that had moved with such quickness seemed as slow as a ticking chrono. His linear attacks and narrow slashes were no longer efficient or lethal. Now they were inadequate to keep pace with Gavin's whirling circular mix of offense and defense. With a snarl the Sith moved back to keep the Jedi in front of him, and Gavin leapt back to stand at the entryway to the cavern of light.
With a derisive snort the Chiss point his blade downward towards the ground. Almost too late Gavin saw the warrior's intent and gathered his energies to create a bubble of defensive energy.
With a manic scream he stabbed down and the dark side echoed his cry with a focused blast that rent a massive crack along the rock floor to where the glittering cavern blazed. The line of splintered stone could not pass Gavin's shield. With bullheaded rage the Chiss kept his blade pressed into the floor as he renewed his attack, blind to the spiderweb cracks that were springing up all around his position. Gavin drew on the radiant energy around him and funneled the crystals' reverberating power into his Force shield.
The Chiss breathed in as though to scream again, and the cavern floor split open beneath the Sith and he tumbled into a maw of rock teeth. His form was swallowed in dark ,stony oblivion. All around Tor the cavern shook and stalactites fell like the broken teeth of some monster out of legend and a beam of blazing sunlight blazed through a distant opening in the roof of the cavern. The Force urged Tor towards the light of another day, and as he had so many times before, he leapt to answer.
Many, many hours later an bloodied hand pushed through a mound of fallen stone. A snarl of defiant rage echoed from underneath the self made cairn.