by dinoman666 » Thu Jan 28, 2010 3:03 am
Grievous, still fuming, walked out, but Lissarkh didn't. "I'll get right back to you on that. The shimmering form was closer now, and the Trandoshan sprang into action. Pulling out and activating her Lightsaber in one deft move, she spun around, swinging at the figure's upraised limb. However, the creature's hand was three feet above her head, and the green blade only hit the tip. Sparks flew, and the front half of a Plasma Rifle seemed to materialize out of thin air, falling to the floor. Lissarkh viciously kicked her assailant in the gut, a tall, slim alien appearing out of nothing for a split second, doubled over with shields flaring around it. Lissarkh swung her saber down at it, but the creature, now invisible again, rolled backwards suddenly, throwing Lissarkh off-balance. A cloven, hooflike foot struck Lissarkh's hand, knocking the Lightsaber hilt out of her grasp and making her stumble back. Suddenly, the last thing Lissarkh expected appeared out of nowhere: a gray-armored Sangheili.
Roaring angrily, the alien grabbed Lissarkh by the throat with one clawed hand, lifting her up and holding her in front of himself, glaring at her with cold yellow eyes, simultaneously strangling her and using her as a shield against retaliatory fire. Grievous spun around as the battle unfolded, shouting, "Lissarkh!" However, he hesitated to sprint forward, and his commandos didn't fire, not wanting to risk hitting their commander's niece...
"Heroes have morals. Villains have work ethic."
-Megatron