Andrelious’ blade flashed up in an instance to meet the incoming attack, managing to save himself from its deadly touch. The smell of ozone wafted through the air as the tendrils of force energy licked at his face, but still he held on. There seemed to be no stop to the attack as his arms began to falter under the constant bombardment, but without warning the lightning ceased. Andrelious took in a ragged breath, his body looking to catch a moment of rest although his mind could already sense what was coming and prepared.
Another powerful telekinetic bolt slammed into Andrelious’ chest, and although his defenses were up he was still driven back a few paces. Halcyon wasted no time with a follow-up, his emerald blade slashing through the open air. Andrelious brought his own blade around, green and red energy fighting for supremacy. Halcyon used his greater height to his advantage, pressing down on the smaller, but stronger human. Andrelious breaks the deadlock first, quickly spinning away from Rokir. Halcyon was quicker however, moving with unnatural speed as he slashed one-handed at his opponent, driving him off-balance.
Andrelious never saw Halcyon’s off-hand moving at his side. It was only the tingling sensation at the back of his head that suggested something was off. He moved without thinking, but it wasn’t enough to save him from a sudden jolt of pain that slammed into his leg and sent him reeling to the ground. As he fell he saw a bryar pistol, green and black in colour, float along the air and go back into Halcyon’s palm who then re-holstered the weapon.
“I thought this was honourable battle,” Andrelious spat, clutching at his leg as he forced it to heal as quickly as it could.
“I have nothing to prove,” Halcyon calmly answered. “We have bled together and I have saved many of them in combat, while they have saved me in turn. How many did you kill in the war for Arcona? Do you even know?”
Andrelious ignored the questions as he slowly rose to his feet. He shrugged off the blaster rifle that still slung to his back, knowing it would only hinder him further as he gingerly stood on both legs. He was clearly favouring his leg, but he fought to control the pain that clawed at him.
“It doesn’t matter in the end,” Halcyon continued, “your life was forfeit the moment you came here. And you brought your family too. Now they will pay for your failure as well.”
A growl of anger burst out of Andrelious’ lips at the mention of his family and he burst forward in a rage. His pains seemed forgotten as he descended on Halcyon, his blade an extension of his emotions as it slashed with blinding speed. Halcyon managed to deflect the first attack, but was on the defensive as the smaller man continued at him with a relentless barrage of attacks. The ruby blade found an opening, its tip running across Halcyon’s abdomen. Halcyon managed to bite down on the cry of pain that threatened to escape his lips as he avoided a second slash meant to finish the job of the first. Needed space he leapt backwards and with his free hand threw a hail of loose stone at the other Sith.
Andrelious was stopped in his tracks as the pieces of stone blinded him while biting into any exposed skin. As Halcyon landed he sent one last blow of telekinetic energy. Distracted, Andrelious had no time to dodge the attack as it landed on the side of his head. He staggered back, flashes of light bursting in front of his eyes as he tried to regain a semblance of balance. Halcyon never gave him the time, his hand coming up and once more loosening a wave of deadly energy that enveloped his foe and sent him to the floor.
Andrelious squirmed within the cascade of energy, fighting to stay consciousness, even when he felt the attack subdue. As blackness crept in from the corner of his vision he could see the feet of the Massassi coming closer to him. There was nothing he could do as the darkness took hold.
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Andrelious groaned in pain as he opened his eyes. It was still light out and he blinked furiously at the brightness. All the pains were still there, but he could also feel a few that seemed new. His ragged breathing told me he had managed to break a rib or two while unconscious. Turning to his side he could see a number of large footprints right next to him. As his eyes moved up to the temple he saw Halcyon sitting on one of its steps, alone.
“Congratulations, you still live,” Halcyon said as he saw Andrelious lift his head. “Many of the warriors wanted you dead, and were in the process of succeeding before the Senior War Chief himself intervened. The protection of your own family boded well for you this day. They have not accepted you, but they will watch. Do right by us and you live. Do wrong, and all that you care about is forfeit. Taldryan will accept the decision of the tribe in this matter.”
Without another word Halcyon rose and made his way up the temple steps, leaving Andrelious on the ground to contemplate his own future in the Clan.
Minor syntax error. An ellipses has three periods, and you ended with a comma.
The wording here is a bit awkward. "Moments later" makes the reader think of a wider time span than you seem to be going for with the fact that the Force gave you a warning of danger.
Maybe you meant to go for "deadly" here, but "deathly" means something is death-like. Not lethal. "He had a deathly pallor" for instance.