Tenel Ka slashed once more with her lightsaber, taking out another charging stormtrooper. She turned. Her heart thudded, but her breath came slow and even. Her muscles sang. She was prepared for this fight, sure of her physical abilities. This would be her best battle ever.
“That leaves all the other stormtroopers for you, Lowie,” she said, springing up onto the command deck to meet her nemesis.
The young Wookiee roared his readiness, though Em Teedee did not sound quite as courageous. “Please be cautious, Master Lowbacca. It wouldn’t be wise to get delusions of grandeur.”
The stormtroopers pressed forward, fifteen against one gangly young Wookiee. Lowbacca didn’t seem to think the odds were too bad.
Tenel Ka stood before the Nightsister, holding herself tall and proud, her turquoise lightsaber in front of her. She remembered the first time she had taken the evil woman by surprise and nearly crippled her. “So, how is your knee, Tamith Kai?”
The Nightsister’s violet eyes flashed, and she shook her head mockingly. “Why not surrender now, weakling girl?” she said. “This is hardly a worthwhile test of my abilities. Ha! A one-armed child who dares to think she can be a threat to me.”
“You talk too much,” Tenel Ka said. “Or do you intend to use your foul breath as a weapon against me?”
“You have been around those twin Jedi brats too long,” Tamith Kai said. “You’ve learned disrespect for your superiors.” The Nightsister jabbed the air with her fingers and sent a bolt of blue-black lightning toward the warrior girl from Dathomir.
“I see no one here who is my superior,” Tenel Ka said, intercepting the lightning bolts with her lightsaber blade. Then she used the Force to build her own positive thoughts and feelings, which she pulled around her like a shield. The Nightsister retreated a step, taken aback.
Down one level, Lowbacca slashed with his bronze lightsaber in one hand while picking up a white-armored figure with his other. He tossed the stormtrooper into three other attackers, knocking them all down. The Imperial soldiers were crowded too closely together to use their blasters. They seemed intent on taking down the angry Wookiee through the sheer force of their own numbers.
It was a big mistake.
Up on the command deck the Nightsister circled, eyeing her young quarry with amusement. Tenel Ka held her lightsaber steady, locking her granite-gray eyes on the violet irises of her opponent.
Overhead, TIE bombers swooped down, though the pilots seemed more interested in the duel on the battle platform than in their bombing runs.
The Nightsister curled her hands, and a ball of blue lightning crackled in each palm, gathering strength. Tenel Ka knew she had to use the Nightsister’s moment of concentration for a quick surprise.
Tamith Kai stood near the edge of the upper command deck as Lowie and the stormtroopers continued to battle one level below her. The Nightsister raised her hands. Evil fire crackled at her fingertips, waiting to be released.
Tenel Ka feinted with her lightsaber and then, completely without warning, used the Force to reach forward like an outstretched hand. She nudged the Nightsister, pushing her just enough that she stumbled over the edge. With a wild shriek, Tamith Kai toppled backward. Bolts of blue lightning sprayed harmlessly into the sky and barely missed a heavily armored TIE bomber that swooped overhead.
The Nightsister crashed among the stormtroopers and Lowbacca, who snarled at her. Stormtroopers rushed the Wookiee, trying to drag him down, but Tamith Kai blindly released her anger, blasting them all away from her.
From the command deck Tenel Ka looked up toward the loud sound of an approaching engine—and saw a TIE bomber cruising in low, targeting its laser cannons on her! Brilliant shots streaked out, melting holes in the deck plating at her feet.
The warrior girl danced from one side to the other, using her attunement with the Force to second-guess where the bolts would strike. The high-powered weapons were too strong for her to deflect with a mere lightsaber. She stood all alone, unprotected—an easy target.
Grimly, she made up her mind. As the Imperial fighter roared overhead, Tenel Ka locked her lightsaber blade on, then carefully estimated the proper trajectory. Underhanded, she hurled her rancor-tooth weapon up at the craft.
She had spent a great deal of time practicing her aim, throwing spears and knives, striking her chosen target every time. But here the timing was rushed and the distance greater. Still, she never doubted her ability.
The TIE bomber arched upward, gaining altitude as it curved around for a final attack run.
Her lightsaber cartwheeled through the air and, with a blazing turquoise flash, struck the side of the TIE bomber. It did not slice off one of the power-array panels as she had hoped. Instead, the energy blade sheared off a stabilizer device and ripped open a hole in the bomber’s hull. Her lightsaber passed completely through, then plunged downward into the jungle thickness below near the edge of the river.
Unable to articulate words, the Nightsister lunged back onto the command deck with a yowl of vengeful rage. Her black cape flapped like the wings of a raven swooping in for the kill. Tamith Kai’s eyes blazed with violet fury.
Seeing the one-armed girl standing all alone without so much as a lightsaber, the Nightsister began to laugh. Her deep, guttural chuckle was filled with derision. “And now you are disarmed,” Tamith Kai sneered, looking at the stump of Tenel Ka’s arm. “You waste my time, child. Why don’t you save us both some trouble and just lie down and die?”
Tenel Ka glared at the Nightsister coldly and moved a step forward, showing no sign of hesitation. “I may be disarmed,” she said, “but I am never without a weapon.”
With that, her left foot flashed out, swept around, and caught Tamith Kai just behind her heel. At the same time, Tenel Ka slammed her palm into the center of the Nightsister’s chest and pushed forward, toppling her opponent to the deck.
She heard the stormtroopers shouting in panic—then overhead came the rattling whine of a TIE bomber in trouble. Tenel Ka flicked her glance up, and reacted instantly.
The TIE bomber she had struck with her lightsaber had managed to circle back—although its rear compartment was now in flames. Entirely out of control, wobbling and careening from side to side, the desperate craft came toward the battle platform.
Tenel Ka could vaguely sense the pilot’s terror. He didn’t know what to do and saw the platform as his last chance, a place where he might make an emergency landing. But Tenel Ka could tell from the speed of his descent and his total lack of maneuverability that a landing was impossible.
Seeing nothing but her own rage, the Nightsister lunged with one clawed hand to grab Tenel Ka’s ankle. The dark woman didn’t even notice the approaching danger.
Tenel Ka could waste no time fighting with her. She snatched her booted foot free and leaped over the black-clad Nightsister, landing among the stormtroopers next to Lowie.
The stormtroopers, though, had already seen the incoming TIE bomber and scrambled to clear the deck.
“Lowbacca, we must go now,” Tenel Ka said, grabbing his hairy arm.
He roared, and Em Teedee chimed in. “Indeed. I believe that is a most sensible suggestion.”
She and Lowbacca hurried to the edge of the hovering platform and looked down at the sluggish river below and the overhanging jungle trees.
Up on the command deck, Tamith Kai finally realized the impending danger as the TIE bomber came in, its engines building to a sputtering roar. The Nightsister screamed for the pilots inside the battle platform to start its repulsor engines and evade the impending crash.
They would never make it.
Lowie and Tenel Ka dove overboard, hoping for a safe place to land.