The battlefield became like a Go Board. The swiftness with which the situation changed was shocking, and in as little as a few seconds, the casualties went from about equal on both sides, to slightly lopsided, and then the Morales began to slowly take a firm upper hand.
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A Morales sharply thrust their spear, but retreated a moment later. He glided backward across the depths of space exactly 112 meters, only to sense a heat behind him as a part of his armor began to resonate.
He didn't need to look behind him to know that someone with a matching set to his armor had appeared. They both acted at once, causing their Force to roll and their armor to link.
They both threw out another spear, the flickering light of illusion painting the skies. Their enemies couldn't dodge at all. How could they when they didn't know which spear was real?
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