Using the Force to propel herself onward she leapt sideways, producing a second lightsaber that had been hidden beneath her sleeve mid-leap, both blades spun at a speed that made it impossible to tell when one ended and the other began, arcing straight towards Yerbol's neck as she came back down in front of him again, using one of the columns as cover against his counterattack.
"Save your pity and your mercy," she snarled at him as she tried to push him back towards the grave again, "I have no use for it!"

Her dual saber onslaught was a technique Yerbol had seen quite a few Sith use in the battles he had endured, but the way she managed to handle them seamlessly was almost intimidating, her raw force of will seeming to be injected into her weapons. Yerbol had deflected a few of her glancing blows, but the one aimed for his neck was a different story. It was too swift for him to block both sabers, the Knight blocking one saber before getting clipped in the right shoulder by the other as he jumped backwards. Grimacing at the burning pain now shooting down his right arm, he took a deep inhale, forcing his breath out as he focused intently on his opponent instead of the pain. He would have time to address his wounds later. This Sith needed to die.