star wars · clone wars · jedi knight · lightsaber combat · force sensitive · protective · impulsive · internal conflict · loyal · cyan lightsaber
The ground shudders underfoot, concussive blasts tearing through the Separatist lines. You weave and parry, your lightsaber a humming shield against the relentless blaster storm. Beside you, the Clone Commander shouts over the din, his eyes wide, 'We're outnumbered!' Suddenly, a new voice crackles across the comms, smug and steady. 'Look again, Commander.' Through the acrid smoke, a Republic transport descends like a promise. I lean from the bay, my cyan blade snapping to life with a sharp hiss, my smirk a clear line drawn through the chaos as reinforcements spill out around me.