With only seconds to decide whether to keep pursuing the Sadowan or break off the attack, the Savant took a deep breath between his strides.
“You can’t get away that easy!” roared Kylex as he ran, stashing his lightsaber back onto his belt. As he rushed towards the ledge in hot pursuit, the Juggernaut focused, feeling the Force course throughout his muscles. Pushing off with all his might, Kylex rocketed into the air after Drae’lath. Only mere inches behind his target, the Savant reached out, grabbing the Sadowan by the boot.
“LET GO!” yelled the Acolyte, shaking his foot around wildly as the pair fell past the many criss-crossing streets of the moon. Kylex grinned, his steel grip firm on the soldier’s foot. He had a plan.
Without a second to lose, the Savant quickly fired the grappling hook on his belt towards one of the walkways below. The silver line zipped through the air, wrapping itself securely around a large lamp post on the edge of the walkway. With a quick tap, the Juggernaut clicked the ‘scale’ button on the grapple.
“Brace yourself, meat.” shouted Kylex, gripping the wire with his right hand. The Savant felt the grappling hook tighten, changing the direction of their movement from down into an arc. Swinging through the sky, Kylex could see the other side of the walkway approach them. Quickly grabbing his lightsaber, the Savant slashed through the metal wire on the upswing, setting the two free as they sailed upwards. With only seconds before gravity took effect on them, the Juggernaut heaved, throwing Drae’lath to the walkway. As he began to fall, he reached out, quickly grabbing the protective railing on the side of the walkway.
“That… was way to close…” Kylex said to himself, stashing his lightsaber away. With his free hand, the Savant climbed over onto the steel walkway. He spotted his target, a few meters away, lying face down on the cold floor.
“Did anyone get the number of that nerfherder?” groaned Drae as he got back onto his feet. He looked over at Kylex, and sighed. “I guess there is no running away from you, Assassin?”
The Savant shook his head. He ignited his red lightsaber once more, pointing it in Drae’s direction. “At least go out with ya pride intact.” The Acolyte nodded, retrieving his own lightsaber, igniting the deep blue blade.
“Prepare yourself, Drae’lath Rahath.” said Kylex solemnly. Without a moment's notice, the Mandalorian charged, bringing his blade down. Drae went to evade, dodging to the left and slashing at Kylex’s middle in the same motion. Without thinking, the Savant’s blade instantly changed directions, swiftly parrying the bold strike. Drae kept a firm grip on his blade, trying to recover from the sheer blunt power of the parry. He only saw his mistake when it was too late. The red blade cleaved through his outstretched cybernetic arm, sending it clanging to the ground along with the lightsaber. The pain shot instantly throughout Drae’lath’s entire body as sparks spat out of the open cybernetics. He fell to the ground, clutching at the stump. Kylex looked down at the man, his mission was almost complete.
“I know the same pain you do, losing an arm twice…” he said, touching his right arm. “I’ll make this quick for you.” He raised his saber, angling it for the neck. Drae looked up at him, trying to mask the pain as best he could.
“Before you kill me, might I know the name of him who slew me?”
“It’s Kylex. Kylex Sanguris.”
Without a moment of hesitation, the Savant swung his blade, separating the old soldier’s head from his neck. Kylex stashed his lightsaber away, spinning on his heel before calling his Commander.
“Mission complete.”
Good setup, I have to say that you should work up some custom Personality and/or General aspects about this second mental voice, as right now your sheet doesn't convey its existence.
Positive Takeaways
Ambience, pretty good setup of the atmosphere and tone.
You gave solid reasons for both of you being there.
Can Be Improved
Action. The lack of conflict in this post hurt you a bit.
Proofing, you had a few missing commas and a misspelled word in your last paragraph.