Serael watched her brother with a mix of interest and smugness. She was always interested in a little scrimmage. Lord Majanga had taught them the different values a sith had. Strength was one of them. Her brother was a worthy fighter. Having a fight with him would be the perfect way to keep her skills up.
She wanted to prove herself to Majanga. The sith who watched them always talked about the main pride, but she had never seen it. Majanga kept them away from it to keep them safe. He said they would stay here until they were strong enough. Serael just wished that she was strong enough already.
She crouched down as Matsusa circled around her, following him with her eyes. “Hello Matsusa,”She said, in a cheerful tone. She waited for him to make the first move, to give her a chance to figure out how she would counter his attack. “You better not go easy on me just because I’m your little sister.”
Dame NightFury
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