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Hiko blinked as Ferno shattered the Crystal.
"That shiny object was the only reason you came down here. Dont talk to me about being distracted by them."
Hiko shook his head and sheathed his sword.
"You want a fight? Go find my pupil. He's more around your skill level."

" Ugh... " Angel moaned, her disorientation wearing off finally. Slowly standing up, she looked around, noticing she was in some kind of dungeon cell. She felt weak. Her body was fine. Her wounds were all healed but something was wrong that seemed to be sapping her strength. She was still too disoriented to properly feel around herself, but she knew something was on her, an inhibitor device of some kind, preventing her from using the Force. " At least I know my thigns are safe. " she thought, her sabers and all important items not having been on her when she was in that fight. The downside was that it meant it'd be that much harder to escape, if she can at all. She sat down, trying to shake off the remaining disorientation.

Her prey was distracted.
She could sense it.
It was the only way he wouldnt notice her presence.
For that she was glad.
She just hopped he would remain distracted a little longer.
At least until Kar'en could find him.
She narrowed her eyes as she tried pinging his locatio in the Force, the black garbed woman paying no heed to the insects that surrounded her as she made her way down the street.
Then she got a bead on him.
It was faint, but close.
The woman hurried, moving as fast as her legs could take her. Force speed would have taken ehr there faster, but he would have detected the use of Force Energy. She needed to be stealthy in her approach.

Finally she stood at the mouth of the alley where the Jedi was.
It was him, the man she saw from the turbolift car.
"Surrender Jedi." She said darkly. "You can not escape from me."

Kar'en laughed.
"I'm not some mere thug to be frightened off by a little showy display of telekiniesis and a pipe. I am Kar'en Orrak, Servant of the Darkside."
She drew her lightsaber, the crimson blade flashing into existance.
"And you'll need more than a pipe to save yourself from me."
She charged and slashed at Link's weapon, seeking to sunder it with a single blow.

Suprised at the pipe's resilience, Kar'en didnt have time to react before the Jedi swiftly rammed the pipe into her stomach.
She backpeddaled, coughing as she tried to regain her breath.
She recovered swiftly and snarled, assuming a Djem So stance
Who the hell uses a Phrik pipe for plumbing?! She thought as she anaylized the situation.
She couldnt try and flank him. The walls presented an obstacle to that.
She smirked.
A garbage receptacle, propelled by the Force, flew at the Jedi.

Ferno felt his neck arrest, but his momentum carried him quite close to the Jedi. He sat there, not grasping for his neck, resheathing his sword and drawing both hands into a force storm directed towards Hiko.

Inside, Ferno's respirator shut off by neural link, as alternative passageways opened up to provide the body with enough air to survive such a choke for over a minute. Thanks to his last fight with Hiko, Ferno learned about the needs of air, thus allowing for redundancies inside his system.

Both of Ferno's storms had bounced off the hand, which seemed to be in two places at once. Pulling out a pair of light daggers from his boots, Ferno threw them in mid-air, and returned with a grip of his own with his right hand, and letting the daggers fly, a grip with his left around the chest cavity of Hiko.

The dark lord sensed that his opponent was tiring. Even if he couldn't see Hiko's sweat beading, he knew it in his bones.