Two women were having a lightsaber face-off. It was obvious who was a Jedi and who was a Sith. The Sith was wearing a black cloak with red stripes across it while the Jedi wore white ceremonial robes, with its streamers flying in the wind. They were fighting in the dusty and dangerous landscape of Tatooine. Eriis stood there, huffing and panting as she stared at her opponent. The Dark Lord Nysste. She wielded her orange lightsabers with strength, but she was running out of energy. But unfortunately, Eriis could tell that she was not going to win this fight. Not unless someone came to help her defeat the Dark Lord. Nysste could only smile with her bloodied lip. She was staring at Eriis who held a blue double-bladed lightsaber. The long handle was a big weight disadvantage for her, but she used it with ease. They both had many cuts upon them from small saber strikes that grazed their skin. They both just stood there starring at each other with fire in their eyes. They both stepped forward and rushed forward throwing many strikes at their opponent, they locked sabers here and their, as Nysste struck with massive strength and it took Eriis all of her power and more to not let the blows crush her or put her down.
"Jedi! You will not win this battle!"
"Only the Force will tell who wins our little skirmish Lord Nysste."
"You mock me with you prophet-like attitude Eriis."
"And if I didn't, there would be no fun in ending a Dark Lord's life."
"You. Will. Die!"
The two continued to exchange blows until the dark sunset settled in with the two suns illuminating the battlefield.
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