Spartan In Star Wars

A couple days passed quickly as the Miralukans quickly got used to their new lifestyle within the Spartan's fleet. Many who became interested joined Rayath in her intense training regime, constantly fighting the Mandalorians. They quickly became better at fighting. As the days passed the Force-Valkyrie's grew from just Rayath to ten Miralukans.

Rayath constantly sought to get stronger, even after all her physical training she turned back to her mediating wanting to learn more. She would use her Force Detection on the ship to learn as much as possible. However, she mistakenly used it on Diesel when he passed by and she felt a strong energy coming from him. She couldn't make it out, is it a personal shield? Is it the armor? She sat wondering what it could be. "The next sparring session!"

The next day rolled around, and many Mandalorians and Miralukans gathered to watch the daily spar between the two individuals. Entering the sparring arena both stood across from each other until the bell rang signaling the start of the match. Both launched from their starting spots and collided slightly shaking the room. Rayathw ho was much weaker than Diesel, faced him head on only for her to be knocked back a few feet quickly got back on her feet. She knew he was holding back in an attempt to not hurt her, but every exchange she felt bruises built up.

Baiting a leg sweep, Rayath jumped into the air using the Force to not only increase her height but the speed on her jump landed behind Diesel and attempted to strike him from behind with the opening she created. She went for the strike slightly above the waistline from behind and made a hit onto Diesel. Feeling excited that she got a hit she let her guard down and went flying into the crowd of onlookers.

"Very good, you're improving quickly, however you shouldn't let your guard down. That is really the only disappointment in this trade. You might eventually make me have to try." Diesel slightly teased Rayath and then returned to his normal domineering attitude. "Now get up."

"Yes Sir." The spar continued Rayath kept striking the same areas, although 98% of the time she failed in even hitting her intended target. After two hours of sparring she laid on the ground panting.

"Much better, it seems like you formulated a plan and attempted to carry it out. However, if you make a plan and make the execution too obvious it'll make it very easy for the enemy to counter it. Now tell me why you were focusing on those areas." Diesel stood firm and clearly wished to know why she was focusing on certain areas.

Rayath hesitated for a moment and scanned the room looking at the hundreds of people watching. "May we have a few moments alone. I don't wish to share the reasoning Sir."

"Clear the room." Very quickly everyone left the room some pouting because they couldn't hear the reason while others became intrigued. "Now?"

Waiting for the last person to leave the room, only the two remained in the room. "I have a rare ability called Force Detection. It was telling me the weak points in your armor." She didn't want to explain every detail because she still wanted to hold a slight advantage. Every little advantage she could hold she needed if she wished to beat Diesel while sparring.

"I see."

P.O.V. Swap

"Count Dooku, I have important information on Diesel! The man looked extremely happy and excited to pass on the information to the Count, although he tried to refrain from showing too much disrespect.

"Oh? And what type of Information do we have? I thought we told you to keep contact to an absolute minimum." The Count kept calm but was very interested in this information for the spy to reveal himself so early.

"He's making an army of...." His voice cuts out. Leaving a slight pause before the Count speaks.

"You cut out an army of what?"

"I'm sorry Count but the information you seek, is no longer available. Thank you for finding one of the spies." With that the transmission cuts.

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