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((It's okay. It just seemed a bit too cliche to me))

((That's ok. We have our moments some times mrgreen ))

Monkuta gave the newcomer a confused glance. Most Sith wouldn't announce themselves in the middle of a city. But then, looking around, most of the locals had run away when the gammorrean started yelling. Monkuta reached into his robe and retrieved his lightsaber. Slowly, he activated the blade and took a stance to fight. His lightsaber was set horizontally in front of his face. His legs were bent in a slight forward split, and his free arm was at his side, seeming limp. Any who knew their combat forms would recognize this as one of the advanced Juyo stances. "Well then, come on," he said with a smirk. "Don't just stand there looking like and idiot. Try to kill him." Monkuta took a quick step so that he was directly in the line between the two Sith.

"Do not worry, I will kill you both!" Sepitas hissed. He lifted his right hand which held the llightsaver above his head so that the tip of the blade pointed towards the ground. He then lifted his left hand out at them, fingers spread and from the tip of each of the fingers blue lightning shot from them towards the jedi and the gamorrean.

Monkuta ducked below the bolt of lightning, glancing behind himself momentarily to see Nedel safely defended. At the sight of the bolt being sent back at the attacker, he rushed forward, staying low, and broke out into a high speed flurry of strikes and slashes towards the Sith as a follow up to the lightning. His swings would appear a blur to the untrained eye, and near unpredictable otherwise.

((Hey Roleplay_Forever/Hideyyo, wasn't Nedel a big, slow, not much force control kind of guy a minute ago? Now he's a "wise Gamorrean"? Also, the act of defending against the lightning with a physical object is a pretty complicated ability. Even Yoda needs to catch his breath after doing it. One more thing, light club or lightsaber? That's kinda confusing me. Try to keep to the same personality, eh? For the future.))

Monkuta stepped back as Xeron appeared between him and his target. He raised an eyebrow at Xeron. "Normally, yes, Xeron," he said calmly. "But in this case, he wants him," pointing to Nedel, "dead. Not that I'm turning republic, but I'm still not a fan of the lightning." He smirked at Xeron, then looked at the Sith behind him. "And do you really think he wants to solve this peacefully?" The smile was still on his face, but not in his voice.

"Everyone deserves the benefit of a doubt now don't they, my Grey Jedi friend," Xeron said calmly, "Plus I would be quite beside myself if I didn't do what I can to stop a conflict." He turned back so that he was looking at the man who called himself Darth Sepitas, and took both of his hands out of his robes show he was unarmed. "Now my good Sith, it is to my understanding that there is a simple misunderstanding here. It is true that this gamorrean was offering to help my friends and me, but merely against a common enemy to both the Jedi and the Sith."