[center][h2] - Set Harth, District 14 - [/h2][/center]
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As Set dashed forward his blade met with Vader's, and the two sword clashed in a shower of sparks. Each blade was a constant particle beam contained within a magnetic arc, a contained beam of light producing an unparaleled amount of energy, limited entirely to the length of the blade. Had the magnetic arc not contained this energy the power of the two blades would have burned Set to a crisp merely due to his proximity, but it was these very arcs that allowed the blades to feign solidity in combat. Each arc rejected the arc, hyper-powered magnets that refused to allow the beams to cross. Truly they were the most powerful weapons in the galaxy, capable of slicing through steel, titanium and almost every other known metal or alloy with unmatched ease. And yet they were not without flaw.

It would be impossible for Set to win a direct contest in this matter. Even without taking into account the difference in raw Force power, Vader's suit enhanced his strength to superhuman levels. It was only Vader's preoccupation with surviving multiple coordinated assaults that allowed Set to hold his own for even a moment, but he would certainly be overwhelmed if he kept it up for more than that moment. No, if he was to win this fight he would have to win it on his own terms. If he could not win through power, he had to win through wit and skill, two elements that he luckily possessed in abundance. Carefully placing himself so that Vader's armour shielded him from D.Va's constant assault he prepared for a maneauver that would end this battle, one way or the other. Either he would die, or he would inflict sufficient damage to Vader to force him to retreat, or kill him outright. Only one way to find out.

[i]"Hold fire for a moment, then unleash everything you have when I tell you to. He'll be momentarily vulnerable."[/i] This was the message that Set sent telepathically to D.Va, all he could do in the moment. Together with this message he sent a concrete sense of where Vader was, which he hoped she'd be able to interpret. Considering that his next move would prevent pretty much all defensive actions on his part he really did hope she stopped firing. If she didn't chances were he'd sport a couple of nasty wounds, and, lacking armour, might even die in a rather humiliating manner. Locked in combat with the Dark Lord of the Sith, died by friendly fire from giant pink robot. Definitely not his favourite. Of course, that was assuming this plan even worked. 

Goddamnit, why did these plans always have a chance of killing him? You'd think after a thousand years he would have learned to make better plans. Then again, he was still here, so....

Okay, no time for hesitation. No time for thought.

Breathe in....

Breathe out....

[b]Move[/b]

Like quicksilver Set slipped past the blade, his free hand shooting upwards and onto Vader's shoulder. His mind empty, guided by instinct and the force alone, the Dark Jedi flipped up and over Vader, twisting in the process. A mid-fall slash to the side, a distracting attack, even as he landed. Flow to the side, like a river, feel the air around you. Twist like a leaf in the wind, around, then directly in front of him. Set opened his eyes, even as Vader's lightning-fast blade shot towards him. He was perfectly positioned for a strike, but his sword was on the wrong side for defence. He'd pushed too close, gotten inside of Vader's defences to make this move harder to block, but in the mean time left himself defenceless. But for one element, an unexpected wild card. Raising his free hand Set made to catch the incoming saber, even as his stance shifted into one of attack. Of course, there was no way that he could actually catch a lightsaber bare-handed, although some far more skilled Force wielders could. But in that instant where he should have been cleaved in half, Vader's blade sputtered, and then turned off.

Cortosis dust, kept in the palm of his off hand, and then thrown in a small cloud to block the incoming strike. [i]What do you think abotu my trinkets now, huh?[/i]

Set's bright blue blade lashed out, aiming for Vader's life-support system. Whether he hit or not, he dodged backwards, knowing that it would be nearly a solid minute before Vader's blade would recover. Even as he was launched back, whether by his own volition or another one of Vader's force pushes he sent out a message, both to D.Va and Reinhardt.

[i]"Now, hit him with everything you've got!"[/i]