Ch5 pt2
Racq could not believe Herak would just step out to face so many sith. He didn't know what to do, his friend just signed his own death warrant.
With a sharp curse Racq reached for his saber, starting to walk forward, to help his friend.
Racq could hear Herak raving like a man gone mad.
"Now is the time,I will not be defeated. Come at me if you dare."Herak was screaming
No one moved as blades glowed humming in the still air. Then it was war, as sith flipped and spun coming up fast on Herak.
Racq still sat in the overgrown bush just to the back end of the fight. His friend battled, blocking blows from every direction. He met a blade in the air swinging high,sparks flew as blades smacked off each other.
Watching as Herak flipped back to regain space to swing, then sith converged on him, with a speed Racq had never seen, Herak sliced two down only to be caught on the leg.
The blow knocked Herak to his knee but it didn't slow his response, jumping back up he twisted, giving no ground.
Racq was shocked as Herak pressed the enemy's that out numbered him.
Racq had never seen a Jedi move the way Herak moved now. He realized he still hadn't moved from the safety of the brush, another step forward, only to stop again as the battle raged.
Herak had two sith pushed to the tree line beyond one ship, another blow landing across his back he jumped high to get clear hitting a branch with a barrel roll he was freed again, spinning his saber he fought one then another, bringing both to defeat before turning to face the rest.
Racq just now noticed only four remained. And Herak was speaking again.
"Now is the time, the Jedi rise."Herak called as he slowly walked to the enemy. Racq noticed the sith that remained, never moved from where they stood when Herak entered the clearing.
"Come Sith Lords fight me. I am but one Jedi yet I've taken most all of you down." Herak was taunting them, was he crazy.
Then with little warning two flipped back sabers low as they landed to either side of Herak.
The swings were strong as Herak battled, but Racq could see his friend was slowing. Another step only to stop again as Herak pulled a second blade.
The second blade caught a sith to the right bringing him down. The other flipped back landing near the last two and dropping to a knee the other did as well only one remained standing.
The sith stood tall, shutting his saber down he pulled back his hood, there was the face every Jedi had come to fear.
Darth Pracin stood before Herak grinning for some unknown reason.
Darth Pracin spoke "stand down young Herak, you can't hope to defeat me." Waving to the sith scattered on the ground he went on. "I am the master to these, to all sith really. But this fight is over I could kill you on my own but that's not how I want this to go."
Herak shut his sabers down, then he spoke. " I fear you not Pracin, if you wish to die today I will be happy to help."
Again Racq heard, Pracin laughing. "Very well boy if you think you can come at me." As he said this the sith around him stepped back, clearing the path between the two.
Herak reignited his saber and jumped at Pracin. Before he was half way lighting shot from the sith masters hand knocking Herak down.
Racq was shocked force lighting was a myth, that could not have been possible. Then he heard his name, from the clearing.
"Young Kenobi please come join us in the open."Pracin's voice grumbled.
Racq stepped forward reviling himself. "Yes young man come over here." Pointing to where Herak lay on his back still recovering from the lighting strike.
Racq walked slowly to them wondering how they would get out of this one. As he took another step Herak shot up blades coming to bear slicing out he took down one of Pracin's guards then spun only to be met by the masters blade stopping him cold.
With a flick of his hand Herak shot back hitting a tree but landing feet under him.
Racq reacted when Herak jumped up, pulling his saber, lunging toward Pracin only to have a red blade catch his own.
"ENOUGH." screamed Herak he ran forward two blades swinging only to be beat back by the sith masters own.
Racq brought his enemy down turning to see Herak losing, being pushed back, his two sabers not helping against the much better trained sith master.
Pracin was alone and his fighting showed he knew it with more lightning he knocked Herak on to his back unmoving.
Turning Pracin faced Racq. " two of mine still live and so does your friend. You take yours I'll take mine." Anger thick in his voice, yet Racq felt himself nodding, agreeing with the sith.
Pracin lifting two cloaked men from the ground with them floating behind him, he got on to a ship,within a minute it took off.
Racq looked around two ships remained. Then he picked his friend up,carting the limp body to the open hatch of a ship.
Thinking to himself he wondered
"Did we win or lose?"