Ten years after their adventure in the wilderness of Dromund Kass, both Niro and Ishval had grown into fine young men. The sun had yet to rise as the two stood side by side facing their father. Three red lights glowed bright illuminating the three Force users as they stood in the courtyard. Both Ishval and Niro wielded training lightsabers while Faro stood with his own curved hilt saber at the ready. Ishval's body had grown into one that towered over Faro by a good foot, and held a powerful gate. His shoulders were wide and without his shirt his muscles could be seen rippling.
Niro on the other hand matched Faro for height and was thinner. His body was packed with lean muscle putting him in extraordinary shape as well. His silver hair having grown long reaching the bottom of his neck in the back and falling in the front where it left long bangs. "Attack!" Faro shouted at the two who rushed their father with no hesitation. Glancing at each other the brothers nodded their head. Jumping high Niro pushed off Ishval's powerful back entering a triple front flip that carried him over Faro. Landing on the opposite side of his father Niro spun blade aimed at his father's neck.
Raising his blade Faro used his own momentum to knock away Niro's attack before quickly sidestepping a overhanded blow from Faro. With no time to think Faro quickly leaned backwards as Niro's saber passed by mere inches from his face. Kicking off the ground Faro flipped over a blow aimed at his legs by Niro. The two were working in near flawless unity to beat their father. The fight carried on across the courtyard with Faro entering another flip so he landed upon the water fountain. Pouncing at his father with a diagnol slash Niro landed upon the fountain while Faro jumped away.
Ishval was awaiting Faro though and came jumped to meet his father midair. Both their sabers clashed locking for an instant before Ishval entered a phase of rapid blows and strikes. When he was a child fifteen strikes in three seconds had been his best... Now his strikes numbered in the fifties. His blade left after images as it blurred the intense humming sound filling the air. Yet with an almost graceful ease Faro blocked or dodged each blow before planting a foot in Ishval's chest breaking apart the midair bout.
Sweat beaded upon Faro's brow as this engagement was far from easy. His children were stronger, faster, and had more stamina than him. On top of them not being half bad duelists he had his work cut out for him. To not have been hit once by the duo would've been an endeavor for even the best of the Sith. Quickly stepping left Faro dodged Niro as his blade sunk into the courtyard tile where Faro had been standing. Spinning Niro threw an uppercut at Faro which he once again sidestepped before delivering a kick to his sons back sending the young man tumbling.
Turning to meet Ishval head on Faro began contorting his body dodging the incoming lightsaber strikes by mere centimeters. One coming so close that it nearly cut off one of his face tentacles. Lashing out with a quick force empowered punch Faro made Ishval double over with a grunt of pain. Then his knee raised meeting the young man's jaw. Head snapping back Ishval had no time to recover before Faro grabbed the boy by the neck with one hand. With a simple spin Faro threw Ishval as though he were a toy.
The throw had been aimed to intercept Niro who had been trying to approach Faro from behind. Both bodies went tumbling before separating a few feet apart from each other. Getting to their feet a renewed fire burning in them they called upon the force becoming blurs as they raced towards Faro. "Finally using the force I see." He said calmly. Blows seemingly rained down from every direction but Faro was not worried in the least. Yes Niro and Ishval were indeed blindingly fast but Faro was near invisible to the human eye. All that could be seen was the clashing of sabers as Faro met each blow with a block or a sidestep. Within ten seconds over close to two hundred and fifty blows had been thrown at Faro and each one he had blocked or dodged with ease. Spinning and flipping through the air he landed upon the fountain as he batted away the full on assualt his children offered. Though all it took was one mistake as Niro cut the fountain in half causing Faro to loose his footing. This bought Ishval just enough time to disarm Faro with a powerful uppercut. Grabbing Faro by the front of his robes Ishval used his strength with help from the force and flung his father across the courtyard.
Spiraling through the air Faro landed in a perfect crouch hand open just in time for his lightsaber to land securely in his palm. Both the brothers were about to attack again but then they saw Faro clap.
"Good. In these past ten years not only have you become great duelists, you were able to contend with a member of the dark council. Truly something to be proud of." Faro said a smile touching his lips as he looked at his children. Both had come so far in the ten years since he had left them in the woods that night.
"We did it." Niro panted out as he slid to his knees to catch his breath. Sweat poured down his body as the waning moonlight illuminated it.
Ishval simply plopped down on the tile before laying on his back and looking up to the sky. The first bits of sunlight could be seen shining through and washing away the night.
Faint growls could be heard and in an instant two vine cats that easily stood equal with Faro in height bounded into the courtyard. Over eight feet long and 6 feet tall the Vine cats pounced at Niro.
"By the Force!" Niro said as they both collided with him their powerful bodies easily pinning the young sith to the ground. "Nalaa, Tivar! Stop!" Niro said laughing as the two licked his face.
Suddenly one of the weights were lifted off Niro. Ishval had tackled Tivar and the two went into a wild tumble before breaking apart facing each other. Ishval had made a habit of wrestling when he played with the Vine cats so the two met with a powerful thud Ishval putting the beast in a headlock. Tail wagging Tivar entered a full on wrestle with Ishval.
"Enough playing..." Faro warned with a subtle push in the force making both the vine cats back away. "As I was saying... Tomorrow I will no longer be training you as you'll be entering the Sith academy... You'll be meeting a variety of challenges and threats, but you both are Heralds of the Shamar Legacy. You will not bow... You will not lose, nor forfeit. You are both my sons." Faro said walking up to meet both his waiting sons placing a hand on each shoulder. Get some rest as you'll be leaving in a few hours. "Do our family proud... The next time I look upon you both I expect to look upon Sith Masters.." Faro said as he turned leaving his children behind. Though on his face a tear could be seen rolling down one of his cheeks as the last of the moonlight made it glisten.