Ankh-Morpork Guard
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Chapter 252: One Outcome
When someone came at you full speed with sword in hand and intent to kill in the eyes, it was usually expected that said person would finish their charge in front of you. Ket, however, proved right away that he was not playing games. Halfway to Jyren, the Alraxian leapt up and over, landing facing the other direction but swinging back with the metal sword.
The maneuver had been done so quickly, obviously with the help of the Force, that Jyren had only enough time to duck as the sword arced over where his head had been. He wasted no time in spinning around, knowing that his eyes were as necessary as all his other senses at this point. Jyren’s natural reaction on facing Ket was to raise his lightsaber up towards where he could see a blurred sheen of movement heading down towards his shoulder.
The sword fell, but Jyren suddenly found that he was not dodging one end of a cut sword. Instead, Ket’s blade was pressed against the lightsaber and he was forcing Jyren back with a tremendous strength. It would have been a lie to say Jyren wasn’t surprised by this, though he knew it was something he should have expected. When Ket finally pulled back, Jyren lunged forward and nearly fell face first into the ground. Nearly because he caught himself and regained his balance...but the nearly only lasted a fraction of a second.
Ket slammed the hilt of his sword into Jyren’s spine, and the loud crack of the impact was followed by the rough thud of Jyren hitting the floor. Someone ignoring the pain, Jyren rolled away and managed to just avoid taking the blade of the sword through his chest. He had to keep moving quickly, however, as Ket was not letting up at all. When the sword swung down at him again, Jyren was able to swing his lightsaber up to meet the blade.
Holding Ket’s sword up at arms length from him, Jyren quickly swept the other’s feet out from under him. By the time Ket had hit the floor, Jyren was up on his feet. He did not, however, press an attack as Ket had done. Instead, Jyren pulled back and brought his lightsaber up in front of him...calming himself and attempting to use the Force to keep him aware of everything around him. It was an amazingly difficult task when someone like Ket was trying to kill you.
And even well honed senses couldn’t be effective all of the time. A heavy, invisible hand hit Jyren hard in the chest, sending him back to the floor again and sliding across it towards the open balcony. At least that crystal thing hadn’t been behind him. It looked like it would have been painful to hit.
He was on his feet again just as Ket caught up. Jyren parried a quick strike to his side before ducking under a horizontal swing aimed at his head...something that Ket continued to attempt again and again, it seemed. Taking the small moment given to him by Ket’s heavy swing, Jyren took a step forward and thrust his lightsaber at Ket’s now-open torso.
Ket sidestepped the attack, using the momentum to slash at Jyren’s lower torso again. The attack was deflected again, with Jyren pulling his blade around to bat the other sword away. The two of them exchanged a surprisingly even number of strikes between them, but it was quickly obvious to both that Jyren was being backed up. Before he knew it, Jyren was in the sunlight of the Alraxian star, nearly pressed against the balcony behind.
Jyren ducked and spun left to avoid a vertical swing from Ket, which instead took a large chunk of the balcony out. Better than Jyren’s arm...even if there was a twinge of pain through the Force from the palace. Regaining his footing, Jyren swung his blade with all his strength at his opponent’s neck, but instead of meeting metal or flesh, the blade only reached air. Before the attack even got close, Ket’s hand shot out and caught Jyren’s wrist. In one swift motion, using Jyren’s swing against him, Ket twisted Jyren’s wrist around and wrenched the lightsaber away. Just as the blade’s safety hit in and it hit the ground deactivated, Jyren hit, too. Except he hit the wall on the other side first before once again meeting the floor face first.
One thing Jyren was getting the hang of, at least, was remorphing those broken bones that continually occurred. Not that it was easy, but it was taking less and less focus to do so each time. It also meant that Jyren was able to be up and react quickly enough to stay alive. This time, he was only halfway up when Ket was on him. A knee hit Jyren in the face, forcing him open and upright for the thrust of Ket’s sword.
But Jyren pulled the Force around him and then hit Ket as hard as he could with it. The other Alraxian was sent to the other side of the balcony, hitting the other corner but not falling off of his feet. Jyren took this moment to analyze the situation. Ket had chosen this place for the fight...which meant he likely had the advantage. A change of scenery was necessary.
With the Force, Jyren called his lightsaber back to him. The metal hilt shot past Ket, who was heading towards Jyren yet again. But this time, Jyren was not there when Ket arrived. Yet again calling upon the Force, Jyren leapt up and landing on the edge of the roof a few meters up and back. The roof was dome-like, slowly curving upwards to the central point which was likely also even to where the crystal was in the room below. Ket, of course, followed.
But before he was even on the ground, Ket launched his sword down at Jyren, throwing it like a torpedo...and with about the same speed, too. While Jyren managed to sidestep the sword which then dug deep into the ceiling, he didn’t completely avoid it. The sharp blade left a violent sting on Jyren’s lower right leg. It wasn’t a deep cut, but it suddenly took a great amount of effort to resist remorphing until he could be sure it was safe. So now Ket had him injured again.
Not only that, but Ket had landed right next to Jyren and there was another, smaller, blade now in his left hand. Ket landed while at the same time lunging the small dagger sized weapon at Jyren’s upper chest. The only reaction Jyren could manage was to lash out with a free hand and hit Ket’s arm hard enough to bat the attack away. Jyren had hoped to also force Ket to loose his grip on the blade, but that had been wishful thinking.
Quickly stepping back(and up slightly), Jyren reactivated his lightsaber and looked down at Ket. He wanted to say something. An insult. A witty remark. Sarcasm, even. Or plead for this to stop. Anything. But Jyren could see something in Ket’s eyes that he recognized all too well. It was the same deadly focus and determination that Shadow had. It was not something that could be reasoned with or even spoken to. As Ket came at him again, faster than before, Jyren knew there were only two outcomes to this now.
When someone came at you full speed with sword in hand and intent to kill in the eyes, it was usually expected that said person would finish their charge in front of you. Ket, however, proved right away that he was not playing games. Halfway to Jyren, the Alraxian leapt up and over, landing facing the other direction but swinging back with the metal sword.
The maneuver had been done so quickly, obviously with the help of the Force, that Jyren had only enough time to duck as the sword arced over where his head had been. He wasted no time in spinning around, knowing that his eyes were as necessary as all his other senses at this point. Jyren’s natural reaction on facing Ket was to raise his lightsaber up towards where he could see a blurred sheen of movement heading down towards his shoulder.
The sword fell, but Jyren suddenly found that he was not dodging one end of a cut sword. Instead, Ket’s blade was pressed against the lightsaber and he was forcing Jyren back with a tremendous strength. It would have been a lie to say Jyren wasn’t surprised by this, though he knew it was something he should have expected. When Ket finally pulled back, Jyren lunged forward and nearly fell face first into the ground. Nearly because he caught himself and regained his balance...but the nearly only lasted a fraction of a second.
Ket slammed the hilt of his sword into Jyren’s spine, and the loud crack of the impact was followed by the rough thud of Jyren hitting the floor. Someone ignoring the pain, Jyren rolled away and managed to just avoid taking the blade of the sword through his chest. He had to keep moving quickly, however, as Ket was not letting up at all. When the sword swung down at him again, Jyren was able to swing his lightsaber up to meet the blade.
Holding Ket’s sword up at arms length from him, Jyren quickly swept the other’s feet out from under him. By the time Ket had hit the floor, Jyren was up on his feet. He did not, however, press an attack as Ket had done. Instead, Jyren pulled back and brought his lightsaber up in front of him...calming himself and attempting to use the Force to keep him aware of everything around him. It was an amazingly difficult task when someone like Ket was trying to kill you.
And even well honed senses couldn’t be effective all of the time. A heavy, invisible hand hit Jyren hard in the chest, sending him back to the floor again and sliding across it towards the open balcony. At least that crystal thing hadn’t been behind him. It looked like it would have been painful to hit.
He was on his feet again just as Ket caught up. Jyren parried a quick strike to his side before ducking under a horizontal swing aimed at his head...something that Ket continued to attempt again and again, it seemed. Taking the small moment given to him by Ket’s heavy swing, Jyren took a step forward and thrust his lightsaber at Ket’s now-open torso.
Ket sidestepped the attack, using the momentum to slash at Jyren’s lower torso again. The attack was deflected again, with Jyren pulling his blade around to bat the other sword away. The two of them exchanged a surprisingly even number of strikes between them, but it was quickly obvious to both that Jyren was being backed up. Before he knew it, Jyren was in the sunlight of the Alraxian star, nearly pressed against the balcony behind.
Jyren ducked and spun left to avoid a vertical swing from Ket, which instead took a large chunk of the balcony out. Better than Jyren’s arm...even if there was a twinge of pain through the Force from the palace. Regaining his footing, Jyren swung his blade with all his strength at his opponent’s neck, but instead of meeting metal or flesh, the blade only reached air. Before the attack even got close, Ket’s hand shot out and caught Jyren’s wrist. In one swift motion, using Jyren’s swing against him, Ket twisted Jyren’s wrist around and wrenched the lightsaber away. Just as the blade’s safety hit in and it hit the ground deactivated, Jyren hit, too. Except he hit the wall on the other side first before once again meeting the floor face first.
One thing Jyren was getting the hang of, at least, was remorphing those broken bones that continually occurred. Not that it was easy, but it was taking less and less focus to do so each time. It also meant that Jyren was able to be up and react quickly enough to stay alive. This time, he was only halfway up when Ket was on him. A knee hit Jyren in the face, forcing him open and upright for the thrust of Ket’s sword.
But Jyren pulled the Force around him and then hit Ket as hard as he could with it. The other Alraxian was sent to the other side of the balcony, hitting the other corner but not falling off of his feet. Jyren took this moment to analyze the situation. Ket had chosen this place for the fight...which meant he likely had the advantage. A change of scenery was necessary.
With the Force, Jyren called his lightsaber back to him. The metal hilt shot past Ket, who was heading towards Jyren yet again. But this time, Jyren was not there when Ket arrived. Yet again calling upon the Force, Jyren leapt up and landing on the edge of the roof a few meters up and back. The roof was dome-like, slowly curving upwards to the central point which was likely also even to where the crystal was in the room below. Ket, of course, followed.
But before he was even on the ground, Ket launched his sword down at Jyren, throwing it like a torpedo...and with about the same speed, too. While Jyren managed to sidestep the sword which then dug deep into the ceiling, he didn’t completely avoid it. The sharp blade left a violent sting on Jyren’s lower right leg. It wasn’t a deep cut, but it suddenly took a great amount of effort to resist remorphing until he could be sure it was safe. So now Ket had him injured again.
Not only that, but Ket had landed right next to Jyren and there was another, smaller, blade now in his left hand. Ket landed while at the same time lunging the small dagger sized weapon at Jyren’s upper chest. The only reaction Jyren could manage was to lash out with a free hand and hit Ket’s arm hard enough to bat the attack away. Jyren had hoped to also force Ket to loose his grip on the blade, but that had been wishful thinking.
Quickly stepping back(and up slightly), Jyren reactivated his lightsaber and looked down at Ket. He wanted to say something. An insult. A witty remark. Sarcasm, even. Or plead for this to stop. Anything. But Jyren could see something in Ket’s eyes that he recognized all too well. It was the same deadly focus and determination that Shadow had. It was not something that could be reasoned with or even spoken to. As Ket came at him again, faster than before, Jyren knew there were only two outcomes to this now.