Trychon was about ready to end it when Tyrrazapon's leg swept under him. He fell to his back as Tyr got up. Tyrrazapon brought his lightsaber down as hard as he could at Trychon, only to be blocked. Trychon swept the lightsaber off to the side and pushed off his back to jump to his feet.
They circled each other for a moment, both grinning. Tyrrazapon struck first with another overhand blow, to be blocked to the side again. Trychon kept circling, watching the eyes of Tyrrazapon. He tried to channel some of the dark side energy just to help however it could... enforcing his blows and guiding his blocks.
The two lashed out at each other at the same time, both swinging from right to left, and then left to right.
Tyrrazapon started to trip on a bit of debris on the floor, when Trychon decided to capitalize. He swung through his blow, spinning around getting ready to end the fight.
Tyrrazapon felt as though he was losing balance, but then out of nowhere, felt like he knew exactly what Trychon was about to do. He placed his foot again and swung for the opening he felt coming from Trychon.
Trychon spun around, swinging his blade towards Tyr's neck, getting ready to stop in in the last inch. He found himself holding his blade right where he wanted to... a twitch away from a kill.
He was grinning as he noticed the orange glow coming next to his cheek.
Too much focus that time, and not enough paying attention... stalemate.
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