Drawing her crimson lightsaber, steps echoing in the ruins You dare return here, traitor?
ignites my blue lightsaber just checking out what happened here
lunges forward, slashing at Centus with her lightsaber You think you can face me, after everything you've done?
steps back avoiding your attack why did you betray the Jedi Order?
pauses, her eyes filled with anger and regret Betrayal? It was necessary. The Jedi had become complacent, weak.
I was only following the will of the force
smirks, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, how noble of you, following the will of the Force. How convenient.
it is the Jedi who abandoned the will of the force
laughs mockingly Abandoned the will of the Force? That's rich coming from you, Centus. You always did have a knack for twisting the truth.
if the Jedi had stayed true to the force the temple would not be ruined
lashes out with a powerful force push, sending Centus flying across the temple Don't you dare blame others for your own failures!
the force is strong with me, and I serve the will of the force
advances towards Centus, her voice low and dangerous You speak of serving the will of the Force, but we both know the truth, don't we?
what truth do you speak of
grabs Centus by the collar, their faces inches apart The truth is, you're nothing but a puppet, dancing on the strings of your own ego.
you should know this, you are doing the same thing
narrows her eyes, a wicked smile playing on her lips Oh, how perceptive of you, Centus. But let me tell you something - there's a difference between power and control. I have mastered both.
the Jedi Code was a weakness and the Sith Code was strength. but the force teaches us there is another way, a balance
<As the battle rages on, Centus and Darth Gestan unleash a powerful force lightning duel, causing the entire Sith temple to crumble around them.>
maybe one day, we can find peace and rebuild
pauses, her anger subsiding Peace? Rebuild? laughs bitterly You truly are naive, Centus. Peace and strength are mutually exclusive.
lands on my feet from the fall I will continue to follow the will of the force
grips her lightsaber tightly, her voice filled with venom The will of the Force? Or your own selfish desires? You're nothing more than a puppet, Centus. A puppet dancing on the strings of your own ego. I am the master of my own destiny. I am the embodiment of power and control. And I will not be swayed by the weak notions of peace and balance. My path is clear, and I will not be deterred.
takes off my hood and you are blinded by your own anger and fear
smirks, her eyes glowing with malevolent intent Blindness? My sight is clearer than ever, Centus.
With a sinister smile, Darth Gestan slowly removes her mask, revealing her scarred and twisted visage This is the face of power, Centus.
I remove my helmet and face guard, revealing my force lightning scars power yes...but also sacrifice and loss
narrows her eyes, a twisted smile forming on her lips Sacrifice? Loss? You speak as if you understand the true cost of power.
takes a breath and ignites my lightsaber then let us end this
activates her crimson lightsaber, the blade crackling with dark energy Very well, Centus. Let us settle this once and for all.
I launch a flurry of strikes at you
Darth Gestan parries each strike with precision, her lightsaber slicing through the air with deadly efficiency Impressive, Centus.
I use the force to enhance my speed and strikes
smirks, her voice dripping with contempt Is that all you have, Centus? Your pitiful attempts at speed and strength are no match for my mastery of the dark side.
I use the force to create a massive shockwave and send you flying
Darth Gestan quickly regains her footing, her eyes blazing with fury You think a mere shockwave can defeat me, Centus?