The crimson child -Male Sith Reader-

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The duel continued with a relentless intensity, a clash of lightsabers that echoed through the training chamber. The distinct hum of energy blades filled the air as you and Mace Windu danced on the precipice of conflict. Every move was a testament to your skill and mastery of the Force.

Mace Windu's attacks were swift and precise, his strikes like lightning bolts seeking to find their target. He used Vaapad's unique form to draw upon his inner darkness, and the power flowed through him, lending an unparalleled ferocity to his attacks. With each swing, his lightsaber blazed with a purple hue that cut through the dimness of the chamber.

Your responses were equally swift and deadly. You deftly parried his strikes, your own blade moving with fluid grace. Your attacks were calculated and deliberate, aimed at exploiting any vulnerability in Windu's defences. The room seemed to shrink around you as you moved, and your breaths came heavy with the effort, but your resolve remained unwavering.

As the duel escalated, the observers could see the sweat glistening on both your brows. Luminara watched with a mix of concern and admiration, recognizing the formidable opponent you had become. Barriss, on the other hand, remained focused, analyzing every move and strategy with a critical eye.

The lightsabers clashed with a resounding hum, and the air crackled with tension as you and Mace Windu continued your duel. Windu, known for his unwavering belief in the Jedi Order, took the opportunity to speak.

"Your misguided path, outsider," Windu began, his voice oozing with self-assuredness, "is a stark contrast to the teachings of the Jedi. We are guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, a beacon of hope for all beings. Our way is one of selflessness and compassion, how could someone like you even hope to stand against us?"

"Master Windu," you responded, your voice steady and resolute, "I may be an outsider to your Order, but I've witnessed the flaws and limitations of the Jedi way. The galaxy is not as black and white as you believe. Sometimes, true justice requires a different path—one that isn't bound by the strict dogma of the Jedi."

"You dare?" the Jedi Master yelled out in fury.

The Force itself now seemed to be caught in the battle's grip. The air crackled with energy, and the room trembled as the two of you clashed. It was as though the very fabric of reality strained to contain the immense power you both wielded. Each strike, each parry, sent shockwaves through the Force, creating an almost palpable tension.

Minutes turned into what felt like hours, and still, there was no clear victor. The room seemed to hold its breath as the duel reached its climax. You managed to create an opening in Windu's defences, and for a fleeting moment, it appeared that victory might be yours. But Mace Windu's indomitable spirit shone through as he used the Force to retrieve his lightsaber, reigniting it with a flourish.

The duel had become a test of endurance, a battle of wills as much as a contest of skill. The combatants were evenly matched, and it was clear that this was not a battle that would be won easily. The ebb and flow of the duel painted a mesmerizing picture of power, determination, and conflicting ideologies.

The moment of decision drew closer as sweat streamed down your face, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. Both of you knew that victory hung in the balance, and it was only a matter of who could maintain their focus and resolve. The room seemed to hold its collective breath, waiting for the pivotal moment that would determine the outcome of this clash.

The spectators, including Luminara and Barriss, watched in awe as the two of you duelled. It was a battle of wills, a clash of ideologies as much as a contest of skill. The room held its collective breath, waiting for the pivotal moment that would determine the outcome.