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Serratus smiled at the lad's naivety and, with a blink of an eye, sent his opponent rocketing into the sky with the Force, before the saber had come within three inches of his neck. As Jastin started falling down again, Serratus grabbed him and slammed him into the ground.
"You fail to grasp the meaning of my words, Kets. For a true master of combat, there is no beginning and end to a battle. There is only victory. A true master of combat does not engage in battle, his victory is inherent and assured. If I wanted to, I could pin you down with the Force and decapitate you without effort. I hold back that I might teach you and that you might learn. Besides, if I killed you, it would be a loss to the Empire. We are always seeking new children of the dark side. However weak they may be. Now, stand, Kets." _________________
If you see dreadlocks and a staff coming towards you very rapidly, you're in trouble.
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