At first he thought it was an illusion but the pain felt very real. Blow after blow the training droids gave him, one broke his nose he could feel the blood flowing from it now. Warvanus had a high tolerance for pain. It had never stopped him before as he tried to fight back, he threw a kick to one droid who grabbed his leg and with its elbow had elbowed him in the leg. He could feel the snap as the droid then used his leg to push him off his feet. Warvanus hit the ground laying on his back he was most certain that his leg was broken. He tried to get up and failed as he could not put any weight on it for the pain was blinding.
Warvanus eyed the incriminating droid. Still keeping the pain at bay He gestured with his hand as if he was going to push, but nothing was there *Force Charged Strike* but the droid’s head snapped off in any case. He was satisfied and looked towards the mountain, and he could not explain it maybe through their connection but he knew his Master had put him through another test and taught him a lesson all at the same.Begin Control Pain App
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The Pain was intense, every nerve receptor in his leg was screaming in agony, through the pain Warvanus drew on the dark side of the Force he had to Control the pain he had to show it who the Master was. The pain threatened to cause Warvanus to blackout. He gritted his teeth to try to fight through the pain to get back on his feet. Nothing else existed except him, and the agony in his leg. Through the Dark Side he poured his determination to succeed, his anger at the occurrence, his hatred of the droid who would pay once he stood up again. He gave it all to the Dark Side, and the Dark Side granted him the power he needed, his pain he kept for himself, it fueled his anger and his hatred, it reminded him he was alive and a child of the Dark Side. He would gain victory over this injury. Through gritted teeth he willed the pain receptors to quiet, to stop sending messages to his brain. He focused hard, he pushed his will to the source of the pain, he needed it to be lessen anything less was tolerable, the pain was impairing his focus ,it was a blinding pain and it hindered his ability to use the Force, it was a distraction to the Sith. He gritted his teeth as he tried to rise to his feet , only to fall again , When he fell ,he fell fully on the injured leg, increasing and intensifying the pain. It was too much at this time he finally succumbed to the pain and blacking out.
Warvanus did not know how much time had passed but when he came to the pain was still there, it did not let up in the intensity or the consistency of it. The only thing that changed was Warvanus’ tolerance for it, He would not enter the embrace of it a second time. He tried again to block all distractions out, He called upon the dark side he would not let the pain to overpower him. He would ignore the intense agony that he was feeling. He barely could ignore it but it was enough as He focused on the dark side and the dark side began to flow through him. He had heard and even read of the technique to be able to control the pain to an injury, it did not heal the injury but he had a bacta tank for that. From what he could remember even in his pained state was that it was possible to control the pain and continue on the injury would be there but would he be able to carry on with an extreme injury like his broken leg? He would find out soon enough. He had to continue to draw his focus inward and use his will to dominate the pain receptors. He had to do this failure was not an option, and Warvanus was not one to quit. He stretched out to the dark side, pouring every ounce of anger, pouring all his contempt and hatred, hatred at his ineptitude; he could feel the Force rising up within him, begging to be unleashed.
He could feel the pain coursing through him, and through his will he unleashed the Dark Side to the pain receptors on the nerve endings, he gritted his teeth and focused harder, as if he had tunnel vision, all he could focus on was conquering the pain he was in, and his champion was the Dark Side. His efforts were rewarded as he now could perceive the pain receptors in his leg bending to his will. The Dark side surrounded and swirl around the nerve endings, Its’ energy enveloping itself around the pain receptors, acting as an unbreakable barrier. He began to feel the results; the pain that had been threatening to make him black out again has begun to recede. Warvanus pushed his will harder and the pain reduced even more. He was asserting control over his body in a new way. Sweat was now pouring from him, exertion showed in his features. He ignored the fatigue, he was so close, He finally felt like he could try to stand, he was successful In standing, next he went to move focusing on walking and instantly regretted it. He had a lapse in concentration which caused the pain to reassert itself as if it was in a tug of war with the Dark Side. He tried to block it all out mentally; He was clinging on to the power he had control over, it had not fully leave him during his concentration lapse. The nerve endings were once again bending to the Sith’s will.
The Dark side had reasserted itself as a unbreakable barrier to the nerve endings preventing them to send signals to his brain. The nerve endings that were screaming began to silence as the Dark Side continued to assert itself at the will of the Sith Lord.
Warvanus was cautious on moving again but he felt confident to try to take a step now that he knew what to possibly expect. He took a step; it was very odd in the way that felt. Because the nature of the injury he knew he could not put his full weight but he was successful in controlling the pain, with the Dark Side he kept it at bay. He took another unsure step the pain still held at bay. With that he grinned, he was successful. Through it all he never once cried out in pain.
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