Invicta's attack was interrupted before removing the Jedi's arm by a sudden push of the Force. The Sith Empress was tossed across the room they fought in, and she achieved only a burn on her opponent's arm. Invicta did a brief spin in the air to try and regain control, and managed to land in a controlled roll. Luckily she'd managed to keep hold of all her lightsabers while she tumbled. There was now at least thirty feet between them, and Invicta stood beside the room's back wall.
The Jedi snarled something at her about the amount of lightsabers Invicta carried, but interestingly she could feel ripples of darkness from the girl. She was getting angry, and that wasn't the Jedi way. Invicta just shrugged in response, giving the Jedi a smug smile, "I guess you don't have enough."
She half turned and sent a blast of the Force through the wall behind her. It blew out pieces of permacrete everywhere, though the small ones that rained back towards Invicta were blocked away from her. The outside light shone bright through the new hole, as it was an exterior wall. Quickly after blasting her hole, Invicta seized one of the permacrete chunks out of the air with the force, and redirected it back at Jadis.
She stepped back through the hole in the wall while the chunk of wall hurtled towards her foe, and hopefully kept her busy. While she was walking, Invicta reached to her belt and clicked a commlink clipped there. The transmission would call for a transport from the fleet above, she just had to wait. If she could toy with the Jedi's emotions the time she needed may be easily found. "Your feelings betray you, Jedi," Invicta taunted. "Your anger bleeds through like a poorly stitched wound, poisoning you slowly. The power you could have if you learned to embrace those feelings."
Ignium hadn't moved from his spot, keeping an eye on Mira while also giving the occasional glance past his opponent at the fight over the other side of the room. His biggest issue at this point was to get past the female and reunite with the Empress, something that certainly wasn't going to be easy due to the debris everywhere. Despite the size of the room, the space was still too enclosed for his liking. As Mira summoned the Force, Ignium's focus went straight to the female and what she was doing. He was not fast enough to retreat, but he certainly was quick enough to respond to the blaster and prepare for the females inevitable strike on his person.
As the blaster was lifted from the ground about four meters to Igniums left, the Sith's corresponding arm snapped out, catching the weapon as it sped one meter from where it had been. With ease, he took control of the weapon from Mira's barely concentrated effort and quickly redirected it, swinging his left arm backwards towards the wall five meters behind him , fingering the trigger as the blaster reached within a meter of it. Much like the wall that the Empress was in the process of demolishing, it was an outer wall, opening out into a small break area for employees. It wasn't closed off, aside from a small sign saying it was private property despite its accessibility to the public. The two of them were far enough away that the explosion wouldn't bother them too much, save for some small pieces of debris that had been made even smaller due to the explosion.
As the explosion demolished an Ignium sized hole in the wall with a 3 meter spherical explosion, Ignium raised his lightsaber with his right hand, catching one of the blades of Miras weapon with his own crimson blade as she swung within reaching a meter of him, applying enough strength into the blow to completely halt the blade in its tracks. Utilizing the crossguard of his weapon, Ignium locked Mira's blade into place as their weapons connected, with one of the cross blades tilted downwards to impair her blade from moving back the way it came while the main blade of his weapon protected him , ensuring that she would not be able to shift the momentum and utilize the blade at the other end of her hilt while this blade was locked.
The emitters of the cross blades being resistant to a point to lightsaber blades due to their function meant that the the only ways for Mira to shift her weapon being to pull her blade backwards, something that she couldn't do without consequence, or moving it downwards towards the ground. With Igniums blade pointed downwards, the latter would not affect him and he was more that capable of shifting his weapon into another position of defense should Mira overcome his lock. Igniums left arm snapped around as the beacon on it vibrated twice to let him know that an evac had been called and with a haphazard Force push, Ignium attempted to pressure Mira into tripping backwards into the blade of her weapon opposite to the one Ignium had locked into place, which extended behind the female. The push was enough to challenge Mira's balance and Ignium would keep the blades locked in place, his grip tight on the hilt of his saber, ensuring to keep his feet planted and stance strong.
The moment Ignium's crossguard locked Mira's blade, the Imperial Knight smiled cruelly. As Mira's strike had come in at Ignium's midsection, the Sith had to lean down in order to block her blade and lock it with his crossguard. However, the instant that the blades locked, the end of Mira's blade that locked with Ignium's completely disappeared as Mira, pushing the Force through her arms to increase her movement speed, turned her lightsaber on and off. The instant the blade disappeared, the hilt slipped past Ignium's blade, unimpeded by his beam of crimson plasma, before reigniting right on the other side and continuing through it's strike path.
Without anything to stop the blade, Mira's lightsaber would continue on its path to cut the Sith lord in two at his midsection. Ignium, being much taller than Mira, would have to angle his blade downwards to get in a final strike before the ending sweep. Mira, knowing this, let go of the saberstaff with her left arm and held it up. This was done in order to keep her lightly armored forearm between the blade and the rest of her body.
Of course, Mira did not ever let up the pressure of her moving forward. As her blade locked, as it deactivated and reignited, and as she continued with her swing, the Imperial Knight was constantly moving forward in order to ensure her blade hit its mark.
Jadis felt a slight smirk cross over her lip when the woman remarked that she may not have had enough sabers. There was something amusing about the notion. Soon enough, the Sith used her energy to blast a whole the the wall behind her and send a chunk of reinforced permacrete soaring in Jadis's direction. The young woman, agile and quick to react, jumped away from the attack. She landed off to the right of her opponent, who was now stepping near the exit she made for herself.
However, she did not leave instantly. Instead, Invicta called down to the Jedi with assumptions about her apparent emotions and anger. "Why don't you shut the fuck up." Jadis yelled back, ironically. She could tell the woman was buying time. When the peracrete hit the ground, shards of smaller debris broke off the original. Grabbing them with the force, she shot them back in the woman's direction with an agrivated motion. @Prudence
Mira's blade bisected the Sith at its intended angle, severing the man's body cleanly in two. The second the man's lifeless chunks fell to the ground, Mira spun her blade and cut into the flesh once more, cutting the man's head in half to confirm her kill.
The sith's lightsaber, as Mira had expected, had cut deep into her left forearm armor. Thankfully the phrik gauntlet had protected her from any real damage. Stooping down, Mira took the dead Sith's lightsaber as her trophy and ignited it. Pointing out at the final Sith remaining, Mira shouted.
At that, she started rushing towards the fight between the remaining Sith and the Jedi. Mira felt a great weight lifting off her shoulders as she moved. The fight had been a long one, but its outcome gave her hope. Perhaps the Sith weren't as big a threat as Konstantine initially thought.
The Sith had apparently, and unfortunately, greatly overestimated the amount of time she had before Mira would reach her. Once the woman had completed her step outside through the hole she had wasted energy blowing out, Mira was close enough to reach the woman in a handful of leaps. The Sith, rather than running, monologued at Mira's Jedi companion about the darkness inside her or something or another.
Then, she finally reached two meters from the Sith. In their close proximity, Mira could see clearly exactly who this woman was. The woman, the one who called herself 'Invicta,' was once again in front of her. She stood in a place Mira feared she would be at some point, at the wrong end of Mira's lightsaber. It was at this time that Mira experienced a singular moment of clarity through the haze of her bloodlust. It was at this time that 'Invicta' had a single moment to prevent her imminent death.
"Surrender now or I won't be able to stop myself Invicta!"
If Invicta did anything other than drop her lightsaber and surrender, Mira would immediately step forward and swing the back end of her blade to cut the girl in two.