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(((I'm sorry, Ultiria. I should have asked you, but I thought that Serratus already contacted you.)))
He approached the young Sith woman, named Jerina Ultiria, a Sith Acolyte but apperently a master with sabers.
Sadow was wearing simple black robes and he held the curved hilt of his saber in his right hand. With a hiss the saber ignited and a red glow lit up the air around the beam.
"What a wonderful Ziost morning, don't you think my lady?"
Sadow inhaled the cold air and warmed up it left his mouth again.
"I'm honoured to meet you for this training duel, Darth Ultiria." _________________ "Only the Force brings balance to the Galaxy, sentient beings do not.
The Force can not be balanced. It is One."

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