Atutututut! It's Lugeroth's attack! And he's offering a forfeit!
For shortly before, through the clashing of your sabers, you could hear a conversation happening in the background, between Thajkon, the Zabrak Dark Jedi, and the humanoid Dark Jedi.
"Now this should be an interesting fight, don't you think?" the humanoid says, jabbing the Zabrak with his elbow.
"Oh please," the Zabrak says. "You realize that this is the sort of thing that brought about the end of the Sith, don't you? If they are already quarreling, then it brings ill news for any galactic domination plans you may have."
"I realize that perfectly well, Reeth. I plan to make a lesson from it. One will lay wounded, the other will tire himself out. And then Sol-leks will step in. And then both will lay wounded." Thajkon seems sure of this. You are sure he is right. "Also, it is hatred and anger that gives a Dark Jedi his power."
And the fact that you both hate Sol-leks does sound temptingly like a way to bring him down, Terrik...but it may take planning...and...bleurg, cooperation.
As the saber neared Lugeroth's face the blade turned off and he put both his sabers away, "Remeber this Lugeroth..." eh said, looking at Sol-leks, in this tiny quarrel he had forgotten the true hatrd, what it really felt like to hate someone, Sol-leks was the definition of that hatred for Terrik. "Fine..we will work..to..together..for now..."
((...you should just wait for me...))