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A kick got through Obi-Wan's defenses flinging him backwards, but the Zabrak couldn't follow up Obi-Wan's Force Shield snapping into place, his attack bouncing off. The two were even for a moment, but Obi-Wan's style would allow him to outlast his opponent.
Using the momentum of that Darth Maul flipped backwards landing lightly before deciding to change his attack style, reaching out with the Force. Feeling this Obi-Wan tensed, but he wasn't the initial target. Instead the Zabrak pulled all the debris, loose tools, bits of equipment, clothing, everything that wasn't nailed down smaller than a starfighter, up into the air. It hovered there for an instant surrounding the two combatants before Maul flung it all at the Jedi padawan from every direction.
Obi-Wan twirled in place, lightsaber slicing and cutting as he tried to use his own Force Push to protect himself, shunting aside the largest bits. His Force Precognition and Soresu was up to the task of this assault for a few minutes but then the Zabrak joined in once more, cutting and thrusting from the front while the attacks form the sides and back kept going. Obi-Wan was thus forced to erect a Force Shield to either side of him wincing at the exertion as the solid objects smashed into them. Still the assault slowly faded.
Now having to worry about attacks from every direction Obi-Wan didn't notice that his back was now to the open doorway of the hanger bay. There, several dozen combat droids, responding belatedly to the illegal starfighter launch, had just arrived. "Unknown lightsaber users, take no chances, gun them both down!"
"Roger, roger!" chorused the other droids to this command.
Even as they did however, Mace Windu arrived at last, cutting three droids in half then using a Force Crush on an entire line of the others, destroying them before they knew what was happening. But most of them had already fired. "Watch out Obi-Wan!"
Obi-Wan hearing that shout and feeling the threat coming pulled his Force Shield around his back to protect himself, which blocked the bolts. But he didn't sense the Zabrak reaching down to several metal pieces of flotsam, bits and pieces of tools Obi Wan had already cut into pieces during his earlier attack. With a Force heave unaccompanied by any gesture those piece flew up as fast as shrapnel, piercing Obi Wan while his lightsaber was locked with one of the Zabrak's. He fell, his legs and stomach perforated. "GAHH!"
"NO!" Mace snarled, and grabbing up several of droids via the Force hurled them towards the Dark Side user, forcing him backwards. Before he could finish cutting or redirecting them, Mace had crossed the intervening distance far faster than any non-Force user could ever have. Leaping to the attack, his purple-bladed lightsaber wove a net of energy around him as he deflected his enemy's attack and struck in turn.
Almost immediately Maul knew he had been right to avoid Mace Windu. Windu's style of Vaapad was designed to use his opponent's hate and anger against him, a sort of mental aikido that no Dark Side user could quite stop. Hate and anger after all was the basis for much of their abilities and their own lightsaber styles. Maul was in general a blunt object, his hate and rage flowed off him in an unending torrent, a black hole in the Force when he allowed his Force Cloak to fall.
It made him extremely susceptible to Vaapad, and Mace bore in hard. Maul backpedaled, leaping away, bouncing around, trying to disengage. But Mace was always there, his purple lightsaber slashing in and out at insane speeds. Maul's weapon and unusual mix of styles gave him a bit of an edge against normal lightsaber users. Here it barely was enough to keep him from dying within the first few moments.
The few times he could get in an attack on Mace, he found one of those damnable Force Shields he had been warned about blocking him. Worse the openings were a trap which nearly cost him his life each time. Only his Force Precognition saved him at those points, and Maul's sides and legs were blistered occasionally by near misses. He used the pain of them to help fuel his strength and speed, but it still wasn't enough.
He tried to disengage, but Mace didn't let him, circling quickly. Every time Maul tried to use the Force to push Mace away or pull loose items toward Mace like he had Obi-Wan, Mace would match them. Even when he tried to pull a down starfighter into his way, Mace followed the leap and was on Maul before he could get away. In reply it was all the Zabrak could to stop the other man's Force Crush from getting through his own defenses.
The one time he misjudged the other's target his Force riposte missed just enough to let it through at half power, and he felt a few of his ribs break. His anger, hate, and yes fear skyrocketing, fueled Maul's Force powers further, but Mace's Vaapad simply absorbed it all and used it to power Mace's own attacks.
"You are good, but you are no Jedi!" Mace said, leaping up over his opponent's attack, his lightsaber cutting downwards rather than towards the Zabrak's body, bisecting the Zabrak's arms right behind the wrists, searing through them in an instant. The double bladed lightsaber fell away, and Mace's next strike took the Zabrak through the chest, going through it like a torch through butter.
Even though he was dead on his feet Maul still tried to use the Force to grab his lightsaber, and it even lifted into the air, racing towards Mace's back. Mace sliced his blade up out of the Zabrak's chest then around, decapitating him, and the double bladed lightsaber fell behind him to clatter on the ground, the blades still humming gently. He stared down at the body for a moment then sighed, before moving over to Obi-Wan swiftly.
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