[center][h2]Darth Hexxus[/h2][/center]
As the Deshade leaps forward, I backflip over the railing and drop to the level below. I draw my lightsaber and thumb the activation switch, causing its unstable crimson blade to crackle to life. I look up to the balcony above with a grin. “This is turning into a lovely morning!” 

The Deshade throws itself after me with a roar, holding it’s vibrosword over its head as it plummets. I roll aside as the monster crashes feet first into the landing, driving its blade into the spot I once stood. I take advantage and aim a slash at it’s upper arm (I could go for the throat, but what’s the fun in that?)