Their lightsabers tore through the underbrush that got in their way, though there were a few times where she would stumble or get smacked by a wayward leaf. The flora of this world was just as hostile as the fauna, and on more than one occasion she felt carnivorous vines try and wrap around her, though the lightsaber kept them at bay with a few key slashes. She and Talak made quick work of the journey, and she focused in on the signature of the katarn prior to her break in focus. She moved to scramble up the root, but Talak gripped her arm and halted her.
Ana knew that she wouldn’t stand a chance without the preternatural help of the dark side. A few nods of her head were all that she responded with, understanding that she needed to tap into those painful emotions to let the gnawing hunger out to fight. Talak’s piercing gaze was serious and cold, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. Briefly, she wondered if she could just call upon those emotions without needing a catalyst, then realized that was what controlling the darkness was all about. Her own gaze betrayed her naivete and uncertainty, but she was determined to see this trial through to the end.
She jerked her arm free of his grip and turned to the root with furrowed brows. The invisible energies of the Force pooled around her feet and she took a few steps forward before leaping atop it and flourishing her lightsaber. The cave ahead was dark, and the only light she would have was the dim glow of her weapon. Her skin prickled with goosebumps and she took a step forward, raising her lightsaber as both a flashlight and a defensive tool. This was the hunter’s lair, and it knew the terrain far better than she did.
It lurked within the cave; she could feel it. She could also feel its food’s life fading away, left alone for now while the predator’s home was being invaded. Fear existed in abundance in this place, and the foul stench of death and decay assaulted her senses. Having survived the wyyyschokk, she felt emboldened and capable, but she knew better than to overestimate her abilities. They were a long way away from the lift and any serious injury would go untreated for quite some time. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath to stay quieter until she heard the beast’s hiss echo down the tunnels, but she reluctantly pressed on, keeping the lightsaber up as light.
Several meters in, they came to a fork in the tunnels. Her instincts, and the Force, told her that the creature lay in wait far ahead down the right tunnel. She hesitated for a moment, pointing the blade down the direction they needed to go. It’s down there, she projected into Talak’s mind, not wanting to speak and give away her location even more. She could feel the creature stalking the cave tunnels, as well as the now dead meat lying quite a way from it.
Her surface thoughts were an open book in the Force, and Talak would be able to sense her fear of continuing on, as well as a bubbling disdain for these trials. Is this my fight alone? she queried, wondering if the man had any intention to aid her in the upcoming duel. She was seeking reassurance that this wouldn’t be her demise, but she doubted he’d comply so easily.
Ana knew that she wouldn’t stand a chance without the preternatural help of the dark side. A few nods of her head were all that she responded with, understanding that she needed to tap into those painful emotions to let the gnawing hunger out to fight. Talak’s piercing gaze was serious and cold, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. Briefly, she wondered if she could just call upon those emotions without needing a catalyst, then realized that was what controlling the darkness was all about. Her own gaze betrayed her naivete and uncertainty, but she was determined to see this trial through to the end.
She jerked her arm free of his grip and turned to the root with furrowed brows. The invisible energies of the Force pooled around her feet and she took a few steps forward before leaping atop it and flourishing her lightsaber. The cave ahead was dark, and the only light she would have was the dim glow of her weapon. Her skin prickled with goosebumps and she took a step forward, raising her lightsaber as both a flashlight and a defensive tool. This was the hunter’s lair, and it knew the terrain far better than she did.
It lurked within the cave; she could feel it. She could also feel its food’s life fading away, left alone for now while the predator’s home was being invaded. Fear existed in abundance in this place, and the foul stench of death and decay assaulted her senses. Having survived the wyyyschokk, she felt emboldened and capable, but she knew better than to overestimate her abilities. They were a long way away from the lift and any serious injury would go untreated for quite some time. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath to stay quieter until she heard the beast’s hiss echo down the tunnels, but she reluctantly pressed on, keeping the lightsaber up as light.
Several meters in, they came to a fork in the tunnels. Her instincts, and the Force, told her that the creature lay in wait far ahead down the right tunnel. She hesitated for a moment, pointing the blade down the direction they needed to go. It’s down there, she projected into Talak’s mind, not wanting to speak and give away her location even more. She could feel the creature stalking the cave tunnels, as well as the now dead meat lying quite a way from it.
Her surface thoughts were an open book in the Force, and Talak would be able to sense her fear of continuing on, as well as a bubbling disdain for these trials. Is this my fight alone? she queried, wondering if the man had any intention to aid her in the upcoming duel. She was seeking reassurance that this wouldn’t be her demise, but she doubted he’d comply so easily.