The Jedi seemed combat worthy. He has dispatched the Tuk'ata, though, in the confines of the room, it had been an interesting bout. Vellic watched him from the observation room, his eyes narrowing as the Jedi sat back down on the bench provided, seeming to still himself. "Calm again.. his mind is still, this one will not break easily." The Echani smiled, however, for he did not want to break the Jedi.
He turned to his assistant. "It is time to test him in real combat... have the two students that I asked for arrived?"
"Yes my Lord."
"Excellent, bring them into the room with him." Vellic turned back to the window as his assistant left. Moments later a Togruta and a Human, vibroswords in hand, entered the cell.
The Jedi eyed them, slowly standing and holding his sword at the ready. "What is this?... I thought your master wished the leave me alive?"
The Human scoffed quietly as the Togruta responded. "Lord Duranis will see your blood, and we will give it to him."
Vellic crossed his arms over his chest. 'Show me his blood or do not return from there.' That is what he had told them..
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