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Iyezo rebounded back to his feet, he resheathed the training blade, and strolled over to his opponent, who was now lying on the ground. Iyezo looked down upon the boy before him, he remembered how at one time he was no better than him. He turned around and began to walk out of the arena, he got to the far side of the arena, and he felt a slight pull on his body. It was as powerful as wearing clothes that were to tight, but none the less it was the force. Iyezo glanced back to see Jastin reaching up with his left hand, he was using his right arm for support. A few moments later Jastin again collapsed, and the force dissipated. Iyezo had to give it to him, Jastin did better than Iyezo would have thought. Jastin didn't want this duel to end, but he didn't have what it takes to keep going. Not yet anyways, Iyezo then threw away the training blades, and retrieved his personal lightsaber from his master. He then strolled out of the arena through one of the large durasteel gates at either end. _________________

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