Silent Night (Prazutis)

[Neive Undant]

Neive was thrown backwards.

He landed hard on the metal floor, his lightsaber flying off to the side. One wound in his side, another smaller cut on his cheek from the blade of Darth Tormentous, Neive found that once again, he was beaten by his former master. Neive backed away from the Sith as much as he could, trying to recover what energy he could. He had put up a fight, but ultimately the Dark Lord was still far superior to him in fighting prowess…

Then Neive saw that Prazutis had fared no better.

Prazutis grunted in frustration as he fell to a knee, his energy drained from his several attempts to kill Wylcott failing. Prazutis had underestimated the Mandalorian, as he didn’t think someone without the force would even pose a problem, yet the man had even beaten Prazutis?! This was impossible…

Though, he and Tormentous are the same man. Is it really so impossible to consider?

The mere thought sent the dark side energy flooding back into Prazutis, despite his multiple wounds from blaster bolts and the gadgets that Wyllcott used in the fight.

Prazutis saw Neive to the side, battered from his own losing battle. A thought occurred to Prazutis, and realization filled his mind as he looked back at the Mandalorian.

This is my chance.

Prazutis sent a wave of telekinetic force at Wyllcott and turned, reaching out to take his lightsaber as he threw his armor towards Neive and Tormentous.