Into the Light

[Aliclair Austjor]

"Difficult.. Not being able to feel my blade is challenging." She said, looking down at the deactivated sabre then at her singed pants. Aliclair was grateful she didn't have a legitimate lightsaber or she wouldn't have a piece of her leg. Her throat rumble; great. A new pain on her body to tend to later. But, their training was far from over. Ali knew she'd have to push forward since the enemy didn't wait for anyone. Her set backs are open spots and they wouldn't hesitate to keep on dishing out attacks. Her Master was taking it easy on her, as hard it was to believe.

Ali gave a few steps back with a release of a held huff then fixed her sabre, activating it and standing straight up. The first set of swipes came from Ben's golden blade and Ali quickly set hers down to block the hip attack, then up to block the shoulder. Her eyebrows quirked on how swift and lightweight it was to maneuver the saber, despite the hilt being slightly heavy than what she was used to. Her jaw clenching abit as she shifted in the slightest, the apprentice kept her eyes on her opponent and controlled her breathing. There were many steps in fighting, and Ali needed to exercise them all here; she'd known her Master wouldn't strike her with his lightsaber but accidents happen. She treated this as a real fight.