Dalair's left hand missed his repulsor control since his right arm was abruptly shoved to the side, his body twisting to follow the arm and keep balance. Suddenly free from the debilitating sorcery but now facing down the thrown shoto directly, he leaned rightward with the shove's momentum, nearly dodging the throw- but the tip of the spinning shoto still struck his shoulder, burning through the muscle. Naturally, he dropped the Python.
Growling, Dalair would straighten up, quickly standing and forcing his right arm to move and draw his bes'kad. The Jedi was moving closer, and even if he was down an arm he'd continue to fight. The armorer was ready, keeping his eyes on her approach, burying the pain of his injury as deep as he could.
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