As Malice had his saber at the ready to throw, his body was suddenly thrown back towards the ground. Into the pit he was previously in. This time however, Malice could not make a force shield to protect him. He couldn't. His energy was practically gone.

As he lay there, he could feel his body grinding against the rocks. Small pebbles slowly started to push up against his skin. A couple breaking through and pushing their way through his now open flesh. Cringing in pain and agony, Malice shut his eyes.

Letting his mind go, he opened himself up fully to the darkside. Letting it take over his body. This was a risky move to do. Even for him. For if a single thing went wrong, the darkside would consume him and destroy him where he lay. But this was a chance he would take. He would not lose a fight to someone inferior to him. He couldn't.

Opening his eyes once more, Malice had a sudden burst of force energy. Though at a price. His life force energy was being drained. He could feel his body grow weak physically and mentally at a fast rate. He had to act quickly with the power he was given. Drawing on the pain and anger from a small additional energy, Malice grabbed hold of the medium sized rocks that lay around Janus.

Commanding them with the force, they all moved with quick speed. One by one they struck Janus. some in the gut, a couple in the chest, and even right smack in his head.

Bloodied and bruised, Malice kept his aunslaught. Two medium sized rocks hit square on with Janus's skull. One from the back, and another from the side. This had to work. As weak as they both were, such blows would knock anyone unconcious. Malice was betting his life on it.

*Janus moaned loudly as he was struck. This was not going too well for him. It was only a matter of time before Malice's onslaught caused him to lose conciousness. So Janus did the only thing he could think of, He increased the gravity on Malice, forcing him deeper into the new crevasse. Right before the final stone hit him, he used the last of his waning power to pull in the sand surrounding Malice, seeking to suffocate him in the deep cravasse his move had made. The he felt a sharp pain in his head, and all was darkness...*

Malice's body went deeper into the chasym that was created by the gravitational energy being used. His spine felt like it was about to snap in half. As the last stone hit Janus, Malice instantly felt the pressure lifted from his body.

Malice took in deep breathes as his body pressure returned to normal. But his rest was soon disturbed by something else. Janus's last effort at victory was to bury Malice. The left over debris and dust that had settled around them throughout their duel was starting to fall on him.

Lifting up his right hand, which was still in working condition, Malice grabbed the edged of the chasym. Being that it wasn't that deep, he could probably pull himself out. But as fast as the debris and dust was falling in, he doubted if he could get his whole body out.

Moving with the slowness of an oversized Nerf, and the pain that enveloped his very being, Malice began to pull his body out of the chasym. Using his legs, Malice tried to push up as well. By now the dust and debris started to fill the bottom of the chasym. And it was covering his midsection. Within moments, his legs were covered. Then it started to move up and over his chest.

Finally the chasym was filled. Covered to the rim. The area was now flat......except for one thing. Malice had managed to get his head, and right hand above the flooding debris. For as it filled the pit he was in, It rose Malice higher as the debris fell beneath him. Creating a higher levitation then the base of the pit. Thus, making Malice just high enough to keep his head above.

Gasping for air, Malice forced himself to regurgitate. As he did so, he felt through it with his hands. There was a rather small, metal device within the now soaked debris. From it, Malice pushed a button. A red light had come on, followed by a beeping sound.

Malice had swallowed a mini tracker. This would alert his loyal acolytes to come and get him. There was two of them within his lambda shuttle not to far from here. Managing a glance towards the now unconsious Janus, The demon sith master forced a rather painful smile to slide across his face.

*Like i....said. Victory.........is.......mine Janus*

Managing to slurr those words out, Malice closed his eyes. His body was in pain, he had used up all of his energy. Truth be told, Malice had not faught this battle wisely. Using up his force energy so fast, and giving into the pure darkside of the force had nearly cost him the fight. But all in all, he still managed to come out victorious. Now all that had to be done, was for the both of them to rest up and recover from this fight.

Malice had once more proven why he was a sith master of the darkside. And he would prove it again in an up and coming battle with a certain so called dark lord of the sith.

*Janus started to regain consiousness. He openned his eyes to see Malice with nothing but his head and one hand above the sand he had pulled down on him in his final onslaught.*

"Well, Malice, it seems I have the upper hand, are you sure you do not want to give up."

*Janus stood up, with great difficulty, and stumbled towards Malice, he pulled out his saber, and unleashed its blade, pointing it just below Malice's barely visible neck.*

"It looks like I win! Now give, and proclaim my vic...tor...eeee..."

*Just as Janus was about to finish his sentence, 5 men appeared out of no where, well armed, and obviously ready for a fight. About that time Janus noticed the small tracker infront of Malice.*

"@#%$!"

Immedietly, several stun bolts had hit Janus. Causing the sith to slump over and fall towards the side. His saber deginiting as it left his hands and fell to the ground. Grinning to himself, Malice merely glanced at the once again unconsious Janus.

*You poor fool. Can you not see you have lost this fight. Granted it was a mere miracle that you woke up and could walk around. But trust me, you are not yet ready to face me in full combat. When you get stronger Janus. Then we shall see who wins*

Looking towards his acolytes, Malice grunted.

*Get me out of here now. And then take us to some bacta chambers. I have a few other preparations to make before i get on with my plans. Now move it*

Without question, the priests got to work in digging out their lord. After mere moments, they picked up Malice, along with Janus, and headed towards the lambda shuttle. From here they shall be taken to Malice's own private abode. Where he has his own secret chambers beneath his living space. There both he and Janus would be healed.