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- Something rippled. A wave—a Force—that Kenobi had mere moments to parse before it attempted to clench around his throat. 'Attempted' being the key word; for the attack, altogether, was rather amateurish and barely even a bother for Kenobi to disperse with his own rapid manipulation of the Force. The difference in Force mastery between a Padawan and a Jedi Knight is catastrophic, and Dio surely ought to have known that. Did he truly believe such an attack would work? Was it merely an odd attempt at a jest? He half-expected Dio to gesticulate into an exaggerated shrug and say something akin to, "Just testing your reflexes, Master." Kenobi could not parse it. There he and Dio stood, about ten feet apart, separated by nothing but Moon dust, surrounded by nothing save the castle and a few ancient craters, and Kenobi could not comprehend what had just happened.
- Dio waggled his hand, almost as though waving a gnat from his face, and another pulse of Force energy traveled toward Kenobi. As before, he deflected it.
- - Voeltz Round 3
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