Darth Extecute
Time is of the essence
As he had focus on pure strength of the swing, the swiftness she held was overwhelming. He felt the adrenaline push and burnt inside his body for every tenth part of a second. In the same spinn as he attacked the demon with, he made some swift motions and he placed the staff over his back, and without stopping the spinning both swords was in his hands, igniting synchronized. She made contact with her leg at his feets and he fell, disigniting the swords out of safety and sheeted them. "Surrender, demon or face my wrath. Surrender, and you will die quickly. Face my wrath, and the forerunners will close their eyes when they are to look over your dead body" He said with a tone of anger and rage.
He smiled as he pushed the hands to the ground and launched himself up into the air by using pure strength, which was his main attribute, and as he was in the air as he warped and gripped around the chest of Raevynn, and he landed with his hands to the ground again, slamming his fist into the ground and with high strength, he threw Raevynn away with his legs, and she flew both back and slided slightly to the right. After that he got up in a normal kind of way and turned around. "You are no match for me, 116. We both know it" Tekka said selfsecure.
He was certainly one of the most secure people of the covenant fleet, and one day, that would probably be his fall. "I will never fall" Tekka said as he took the staff again. The staff had the length of the demon self, and he used this one to make sure he could defend if she approached.
"You remember, do you not? I died.. That is what people said.. Overwhelmed.. Outnumbered.. Outskilled.. You were on the same battlefield.. I died, did I not?" He grinned at the demon "I will never die.. Invincible.." He said and laughed. "I can not believe Plo and Darrek would hang out with scums such as yourself. You, 116 and that 115 with you.. You are his guardian or something?" Tekka asked, fighting to provoke the demon. "After I have dealt with you, 116 then 115 is going down. Jackson, right?"
He spinned around, swinging the head of a flood who dropped decapitated and dead to the ground as he slowly turned around again. The green blood of the infested one squirted onto Tekka who shortly after was filled with it. The flood was nearly touching Tekka when he killed it, and it was only half a meter away from him.
Plo closed his eyes and turned around, walking into the ship. "I wish not to see anymore" He spoke.
Tekka laughed. "You demons.." He said as he lunged the staff trough the air and into the demon who was highly protected by her fine armor. The staff slammed to the ground, and Raevynn lost balance by the force of the impact. Tekka splinted and came up to her who still was out of focus from the impact. "Kneel before me, and I might even let you live" He said as he tackled her and then slammed his head into hers and she got dazed, however so did he. "Damn, you have a hard head" He said angry as he gripped his staff and jumped of. "Your move, demon, consider it well, it might be your last. Both your and 115s fate is in your hands" Tekka laughed.