<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Corran also drew his lightsaber and ignited it. 2 shafts of silvery light shot out each end.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Well the first thing you should know is that theres 2 of me." said Corran
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Stretching deeper in the force then he ever had before. He stretched out towards Athena. His image disappeared and was replaced by 2 of him. The illusion was so strong that a knight would have a hard time discerning it from real.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Corran also drew his lightsaber and ignited it. 2 shafts of silvery light shot out each end.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Well the first thing you should know is that theres 2 of me." said Corran
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Stretching deeper in the force then he ever had before. He stretched out towards Athena. His image disappeared and was replaced by 2 of him. The illusion was so strong that a knight would have a hard time discerning it from real.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Athena smiled seeing how she was a Master of Sith Illusions. She calmed her mind and closed her eyes. The force signature of the real Corran would be easy to find.

The Darkness filled her soul then her own image split. The Jedi thought it was going to be fun for her to see double but now so would he.

The picture perfect image of Athena smiled her same deadly smile and attacked the Jedi. The saber her image carried ran from his mid-section up his chest. While the real Athena moved for a more deadly move. She moved forward and lunged at the Jedi. Her saber right on target with his right should socket.

Kahn nodded to Vega, seeing he was the only Sith left. He called out to the crowd, his eyes on his opponent.

"Go now if you value your lives!"

To Vega, he sent a message through the Force.

As a Jedi I will protect those who have need of my services. If you wish to hurt those who cannot defend themselves, you will have to engage in battle with me first.

The Knight felt the Force flowing all around him, the Light Side filling him. He was crouched slightly, saber held tightly and held slightly away from his body. The time for talk was over.

Malice laughed at Hans remark.

*Why in such a hurry to die Han. If you wanted your life to end this soon all you had to do was ask*

Malice an at Han, the darkside surging through him. He made a slash, going from Han's right shoulder to his leftside. A siple attack Malice new it was, but he wanted to test the reflexses of this jedi first. He had never faught Han, so this would be a most interesting fight indeed.

*Han brought his saber to block the shot, then swung it back around, and came with his own slasxh from Malice's waist to his knees*

"Much better, Phantom. And I would appreciate it if you wouldn't call me 'little one'... I realize you have a superiority complex, but try to keep it from manifesting itself in your speach. It aggrivates me."

Gash paced for a moment, keeping his distance from Phantom constant, orbitting around the Sith Lord. His mind flashed back to his time on Ziost... his uncle, Recon Klain. Phantom was a Lord of some fame. One with a reputation as brutal, bloody, cruel. Klain had spoke of him, once or twice, in their hushed discussions.

"Come on, Phantom. Return to greatness... kill me. Take the life of the 'famous Jedi Master Jiren', and return once more to the position of the most powerful Sith in the galaxy. You know you want to do it, Phantom- look at how your former followers flock to you? You're high on your own ego. Kill me.

"You can't win. Kill me, and I become a more powerful force than you could ever understand..."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Corran fell back from both of Athena attacks. He was quick but not quick enough. he felt thte heat of the real Athenas lightsaber as it cut his tunic right over his shoulder. Then he quickly closed his eyes and discerned the real Athena in the force. Then he was up. Quickly switching his saber length 2 its second position the saber elognated. If Athena didn't suck in 1 tenth of a second she would be spitted.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Swinging his saber in a upward motion, he batted away Hans saber. Slashing towards Han's left, Malice missed and sliced a chair in two. Malice snickered as he got an idea.

*Here Han, take a seat*

With a little push from the force, the two halfs were sent flying into Han. Malice runnng right behind it with his saber in the lead, holding it like a spear almost.

*Han stepped to teh left, out of the way, of the spear driving Malice, and watched as he tumbled over the chairs, which by Han moving, were right in his path.*


"Have a nice trip?"