Rusty grinned as Han showed up.

"No, Han. Apparently he knows me. Amusing, seeing as I don't recall ever meeting an idiot. You Sith...you all look the same, you all feel the same, you all ACT the same."

Rusty stared at the two Sith

"So, you guys travel in packs too, huh?"

Daegal scoffed. "When confronted by adverse odds, Sith do come to the aid of one another. You Jedi were the first to use unfair odds, just because you are afraid to lose."

Daegal nodded to Malice.

"It seems that we will have to show these Jedi the error of their ways."

Rusty glared at the Sith

"Again, YOU are mistaken. The error is yours, and if you want to fight, then it's your funeral..."

Raising one eyebrow slightly, a trait he had picked up from his former master, Amalia Azalin, Kahn gave Daegal a somewhat bored look.

"If you wish to bicker about who was unfair to whom, go right ahead. Neither of us called our associates to join us, so I believe there is no reason to point fingers. And if you would be so kind as to answer my inquiry, I would be most grateful. Why, exactly, Sith, do you wish to cause suffering?"

Although he looked as relaxed as if he had been strolling through a park, underneath outer appearences the Knight was ready to move quickly and defend himself against one or multiple attacks.

Malice merely shook his head, dissapointed in the way Rusty was acting.

*Poor simple jedi, you underestimate us. A mistake you will regret*

Malice then glanced at Han and grunted.

*Your time will come Skywalker, i shall see to that. For today i am here to take on your big mouthed former apprentice as you might call him*

Reaching to his side Malice pulled out his saber and ignited both sides. The white blades shooting to life.

*Enough talk, battle is the only way to settle this*

Malice slowly began to move closer towards Rusty, all the while drawing on the darkside.

Rusty stared down the Sith.

"You're time will come before his. You Sith...you're so disgusting. Such a waste to the Force. Han's time will come, yes. But not today. And he will see yours, you will not see his, I guarantee that."

Rusty backed off, hand at his saber, ready to defend himself

"C'mon...lets get on with this. I'd like to hurry and make an example of you."

*Hmph....is that so jedi*

Malice ran at Rusty and did a simple one two slash with his saber. Both strikes aimed for Rusty's gut. Malice wanted to ee just how good this boy was before he decided to get serious.

In one swift movement Rusty removed his saber from his belt and had it ignited. He blocked Malice's shots and swung at the Sith's feet in a low sweeping movement with his saber

"C'mon, quit toying with me..."

"Impressive, now release your anger."

Daegal smiled, feeling a sense of hatred grow within Rusty.

"Feel yourself embracing the Dark Side."

Rusty spoke to the other Sith as he circled Malice, waiting for him to move

"You fail to understand...I don't need the Dark Side. If I were a Sith, you'd both be dead already. That's all you Sith are anyway. Murderers. Well, wannabe murderers. You Dark Siders are so weak. You never finish what you start."

He stared at Malice as he circled him still awaiting the Sith's attack