Chapter XIX: Saviors
When the ice storm had hit Raza, it was the worst feeling that he had ever felt. It was so cold that it burned. Feeling as if there were thousands upon thousands of vibro-blades digging into his skin, muscle, and nerves. Apparently, his idea had saved his life. That is about it though. Before the ice-storm had hit him, he had summoned forth a combination of dust, roots, and sheer Force shields to enwrap himself in a bubble. When the storm hit the combination shield, it early had cracked through, but whether it was Raza's will to survive, or the fact that he needed to survive for the sake of his friends, the shield composed of: roots, leaves, dust and Force energy maintained. When the dust and light had settled, Glacia saw the pod on the ground and immediately started to laugh hysterically. Thinking to herself that she had succeeded in killing the Jedi Knight. Therefore, she turned about on her heel as to walk away to inform her Master Dooku. But hearing the slight cracking sound, and all too familiar snap-hiss sound brought her attention right back to the bubble. "It appears that your nasty little trick didn't work My Lady!" exclaimed Raza as he burst out of the bubble that he had created, his lavender blade humming. It seemed that he had not been affected at all by the attack, for Glacia could see no signs of weariness on the alien Jedi Knight. But, Raza was blazing with exhaustion on the inside, it was only with a centuries worth of training and fighting did he manage to nearly- always fools his advisories. "Damn you Jedi! Now I will have to kill you the old fashioned way," she said, truing to hide her own exhaustion, as her hand went to her side deploying her own saber of light. Unlike most Dark Side Warriors, this particular Nightsister's blade was a mockery and offense to the Jedi Order: the blade was white. "We shall see," Raza said calmly, bringing himself into a defensive position. With a screech similar to a banshee, Glacia leapt forward, using her own strength, as well as the Dark Side to cause her to glide across the grounds. When in striking range with Raza, she brought down her snow colored blade with such fury and strength that Raza nearly dropped his own blade when he parried it. Not letting up on her assault, Glacia spun around in a full circle, her blade arching towards the Jedi's knees. With a well timed roll in the air, he avoided the assault, landing on his knees. The attack now his, he thrusted his blade forward towards the Nightsister's stomach, however, he knew such an attack would do nothing which is why when Glacia had inverted her blade to deflect, Raza was already on the move. Keeping their blades locked together, Raza used his extreme agility and grace to bring up his left foot to meet with Glacia's head. Because her focus was on the lightsaber's connection, she was not able to block the kick, therefore she fell back a couple of steps. Using his time wisely, Raza then took a graceful step forward and slashed out towards her midsection, hoping to spill out her entrails on the ground below her. However, with surprising agility, Glacia narrowly avoided the assault, however, because of the close proximity of the attack, some of her gown was shred and fell to the ground. "You will pay for that Jedi!" she hissed bringing down her blade towards the Jedi's head after a large step forward. Not responding, Raza brought up his blade in a horizontal position to parry the assault. And so the duel continued. Graceful parry met with graceful thrust, and visa-versa. Each counteracting and anticipating the other's assault. Each warrior knew that one misstep would end the entire duel, and result in his or her death. Nevertheless, the two kept on fighting. Until one warrior made that fatal flaw: Glacia. While in mid-air for an assault to slice the Jedi vertically in two, Raza brought up his blade just in time to impale the Nightsister on his lavender blade, the tip cutting neatly through her intestines and stomach, shinning brightly on the other side. "It appears, I have won Glacia," Raza said coolly, removing his saber quickly from her gut as she fell to her knees. "So it seems," she said, coughing up blood. "But looks are always deceiving! Right Sister Sing!" "Of course they are Sister Glacia," responded the all-to familiar voice. Hearing it, immediately caused Raza to turn around and face not only Aurra Sing, but a dozen other droids. "I should've felt you coming, but I was too engrossed on the duel. A fatal mistake," Raza spoke softly to himself. "Ah, fatal indeed. It was a pleasure Jedi Dactari, but first, I must do something." Saying nothing more, Aurra walked over to her fallen comrade who was still coughing blood, but refused to die. Only because of Raza's acute hearing could he hear what she said to the fallen Nightsister. "All my time here, you have treated me as the subordinate. But irony favors me Glacia, for now I am in charge of your life, it has been fun!" Not even allowing Glacia to respond, Aurra flashed out her crimson lightsaber and neatly swept it behind the base of Glacia's neck. Once decapitated, the head rolled sickly underneath Aurra's foot much similar to the Senator Farr's Majordomo's head did. "Stupid bitch," Aurra said coolly, spinning her lightsaber around to mutilate the already deceased head with a well placed thrust of her blade right between her eyes. "You are sick Sing!" yelled Raza, his saber staying low as not to attract more attention, seeing all the dozen's droid's blasters were on him. "Thank you Master Jedi!" she hissed on the word, slowly walking over to Raza. "But I am afraid you are next to die. Seeing, even if you do manage to assault me first, you would not be able to stop all the blaster fire. And similarly, if you were to assault the droids, you would not be able to deflect my blade. Either way, you are dead." Raising her blade high into the air ready to strike, Aurra screamed "Good-bye Jedi dog!" Ready to bring down her blade upon the Jedi's head, only one thing stopped her. That being a Force push from the jungle, causing her to fall, along with the twelve droids. "Who's there!" yelled Aurra. Not responding, two figures emerged from the shadows of the forest, and Raza had never been happier to see either one of them: Obi-Wan and Luminara, each one with their blue lightsabers active. "Hope we aren't too late," spoke Obi-Wan satirically. "Not at all," replied Raza, karwheeling over to his comrades gracefully, his saber still remaining ignited. "Kill them!" screamed Aurra before rising to her feet. All the droids replied with a unison "Roger Roger" and began to fire upon the Jedi. Now, someone once said, fighting one Jedi was like fighting three persons, two Jedi like six, and so on and so forth. Therefore, three Jedi were more than enough to handle twelve droids. However, once Raza saw Aurra Sing fleeing the woods, Raza spoke up, "I'm gonna follow Sing, can you guys handle the droids here?" Both nodded in earnest confidence as they hacked away at droids close enough, and deflected blaster bolts that were dangerous. It seemed, the Force was with the Jedi today, which was greater fuel when Raza dashed off to follow Aurra Sing and hopefully find Anakin.
When the ice storm had hit Raza, it was the worst feeling that he had ever felt. It was so cold that it burned. Feeling as if there were thousands upon thousands of vibro-blades digging into his skin, muscle, and nerves. Apparently, his idea had saved his life. That is about it though. Before the ice-storm had hit him, he had summoned forth a combination of dust, roots, and sheer Force shields to enwrap himself in a bubble. When the storm hit the combination shield, it early had cracked through, but whether it was Raza's will to survive, or the fact that he needed to survive for the sake of his friends, the shield composed of: roots, leaves, dust and Force energy maintained. When the dust and light had settled, Glacia saw the pod on the ground and immediately started to laugh hysterically. Thinking to herself that she had succeeded in killing the Jedi Knight. Therefore, she turned about on her heel as to walk away to inform her Master Dooku. But hearing the slight cracking sound, and all too familiar snap-hiss sound brought her attention right back to the bubble. "It appears that your nasty little trick didn't work My Lady!" exclaimed Raza as he burst out of the bubble that he had created, his lavender blade humming. It seemed that he had not been affected at all by the attack, for Glacia could see no signs of weariness on the alien Jedi Knight. But, Raza was blazing with exhaustion on the inside, it was only with a centuries worth of training and fighting did he manage to nearly- always fools his advisories. "Damn you Jedi! Now I will have to kill you the old fashioned way," she said, truing to hide her own exhaustion, as her hand went to her side deploying her own saber of light. Unlike most Dark Side Warriors, this particular Nightsister's blade was a mockery and offense to the Jedi Order: the blade was white. "We shall see," Raza said calmly, bringing himself into a defensive position. With a screech similar to a banshee, Glacia leapt forward, using her own strength, as well as the Dark Side to cause her to glide across the grounds. When in striking range with Raza, she brought down her snow colored blade with such fury and strength that Raza nearly dropped his own blade when he parried it. Not letting up on her assault, Glacia spun around in a full circle, her blade arching towards the Jedi's knees. With a well timed roll in the air, he avoided the assault, landing on his knees. The attack now his, he thrusted his blade forward towards the Nightsister's stomach, however, he knew such an attack would do nothing which is why when Glacia had inverted her blade to deflect, Raza was already on the move. Keeping their blades locked together, Raza used his extreme agility and grace to bring up his left foot to meet with Glacia's head. Because her focus was on the lightsaber's connection, she was not able to block the kick, therefore she fell back a couple of steps. Using his time wisely, Raza then took a graceful step forward and slashed out towards her midsection, hoping to spill out her entrails on the ground below her. However, with surprising agility, Glacia narrowly avoided the assault, however, because of the close proximity of the attack, some of her gown was shred and fell to the ground. "You will pay for that Jedi!" she hissed bringing down her blade towards the Jedi's head after a large step forward. Not responding, Raza brought up his blade in a horizontal position to parry the assault. And so the duel continued. Graceful parry met with graceful thrust, and visa-versa. Each counteracting and anticipating the other's assault. Each warrior knew that one misstep would end the entire duel, and result in his or her death. Nevertheless, the two kept on fighting. Until one warrior made that fatal flaw: Glacia. While in mid-air for an assault to slice the Jedi vertically in two, Raza brought up his blade just in time to impale the Nightsister on his lavender blade, the tip cutting neatly through her intestines and stomach, shinning brightly on the other side. "It appears, I have won Glacia," Raza said coolly, removing his saber quickly from her gut as she fell to her knees. "So it seems," she said, coughing up blood. "But looks are always deceiving! Right Sister Sing!" "Of course they are Sister Glacia," responded the all-to familiar voice. Hearing it, immediately caused Raza to turn around and face not only Aurra Sing, but a dozen other droids. "I should've felt you coming, but I was too engrossed on the duel. A fatal mistake," Raza spoke softly to himself. "Ah, fatal indeed. It was a pleasure Jedi Dactari, but first, I must do something." Saying nothing more, Aurra walked over to her fallen comrade who was still coughing blood, but refused to die. Only because of Raza's acute hearing could he hear what she said to the fallen Nightsister. "All my time here, you have treated me as the subordinate. But irony favors me Glacia, for now I am in charge of your life, it has been fun!" Not even allowing Glacia to respond, Aurra flashed out her crimson lightsaber and neatly swept it behind the base of Glacia's neck. Once decapitated, the head rolled sickly underneath Aurra's foot much similar to the Senator Farr's Majordomo's head did. "Stupid bitch," Aurra said coolly, spinning her lightsaber around to mutilate the already deceased head with a well placed thrust of her blade right between her eyes. "You are sick Sing!" yelled Raza, his saber staying low as not to attract more attention, seeing all the dozen's droid's blasters were on him. "Thank you Master Jedi!" she hissed on the word, slowly walking over to Raza. "But I am afraid you are next to die. Seeing, even if you do manage to assault me first, you would not be able to stop all the blaster fire. And similarly, if you were to assault the droids, you would not be able to deflect my blade. Either way, you are dead." Raising her blade high into the air ready to strike, Aurra screamed "Good-bye Jedi dog!" Ready to bring down her blade upon the Jedi's head, only one thing stopped her. That being a Force push from the jungle, causing her to fall, along with the twelve droids. "Who's there!" yelled Aurra. Not responding, two figures emerged from the shadows of the forest, and Raza had never been happier to see either one of them: Obi-Wan and Luminara, each one with their blue lightsabers active. "Hope we aren't too late," spoke Obi-Wan satirically. "Not at all," replied Raza, karwheeling over to his comrades gracefully, his saber still remaining ignited. "Kill them!" screamed Aurra before rising to her feet. All the droids replied with a unison "Roger Roger" and began to fire upon the Jedi. Now, someone once said, fighting one Jedi was like fighting three persons, two Jedi like six, and so on and so forth. Therefore, three Jedi were more than enough to handle twelve droids. However, once Raza saw Aurra Sing fleeing the woods, Raza spoke up, "I'm gonna follow Sing, can you guys handle the droids here?" Both nodded in earnest confidence as they hacked away at droids close enough, and deflected blaster bolts that were dangerous. It seemed, the Force was with the Jedi today, which was greater fuel when Raza dashed off to follow Aurra Sing and hopefully find Anakin.