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*Instinctively lings a ball bearing into the line of fire, which explodes into a chunk of stone that bursts into shards on impact with the laser*
Lesser Silence!
*The music from the speakers becomes slightly muffled and muted, but not enough to cause serious disruption to the audibility of the music*

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*Relaxes my shoulders after it becomes apparent that muffling the music does nothing besides mildly annoy the crowd*

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*Kicks off of one of Lily's platforms and rockets downward toward you, gun in one hand and knife at the other, firing off a handful of shots along the way*

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*Soars up, grabs you by the ankle mid-course, and slings you overhead back into the open space on the floor cleared out by the crowd*

*The atmosphere shifts slowly*

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*As the first suit is explosively launched through walls and structure until its out of sight, the second catches your punch by your wrist*
As if I'd ever have come here to do anything for you.
*From all points on my hand, Brinkspace compresses rapidly into the space your wrist occupies and replaces normal space therein, creating a black hole of sorts but shining with a purple glow around its horizon as it eats and annihilates your arm*

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*Soars up, grabs you by the ankle mid-course, and slings you overhead back into the open space on the floor cleared out by the crowd*

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*Pivots around my ankle and blasts you in the face*

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*Pivots around my ankle and blasts you in the face*

*the dust began to clear as the training group took their places for the final spar. The wind slowed over time, allowing the sands to settle, even if just for a moment. In his full Stillsuit gear, Stilgar looked to the group, eyeing them closely*

Stilgar: The first that wishes to prove themselves in this final bout... please step forward.

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I'll go!

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Stilgar: *motions for you to step forward*

Come, Abby of Sietch Tabr.

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*Walks forward*

Crysknife [+]

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Stilgar: *nods, and kneels befor you, presenting you with your own Crysknife*



Your goal in this final training is to draw my blood with your blade. An unfixed Crysknife's blade can only be sheathed once it is soaked in the blood of the one you drew it for. In most cases, this would mean taking a life. However, this will not work in my case. I will explain later.

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*Immediately rakes it across your flesh in one smooth motion*

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Stilgar:
*twists my arm to catch the blade on my wrist bangle before kicking you in your side, knocking you back*

A quick start? Well then. Begin.

*unsheathes my own crysnife, the blade gleaming with an offwhite glow*

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*Blitzes toward you, sliding between your feet and cutting at your tendons*

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*Jumps into the air, landing a couple feet away. Gripping my blade, I lean in with an attemped diagonal slice, that I feint into an uppercut with my free hand*