not only is the fight not over as it should have already been, he allowed himself to be pinned. not exactly pinned: he hammered back against the force that would have trapped him in place but it made him slow. allowed for kylo ren to direct the next flow of attack.
at least obi-wan isn't here to see. he would never allow anakin to live this down.
with obi-wan's dry criticism in his ear, anakin deflects a thrust, spinning out of the way, and swinging at kylo ren's thigh. between the two, this fight would have been over quickly. another parry, another returning strike. the memory fills him with certainty as few other things do ( as only one other person can. ) the force inexorably grounds him; the force follows his returning strikes. if he is to fall, it would have been with obi-wan by his side to a foe much greater than a coward's apprentice. and he already killed the one who threatened his master…
an image of count dooku's terrified eyes almost makes him falter. ( echoes of shrieks and honks reach for him across the years, and are abruptly silenced. ) the rubble around them lifts and surges toward kylo ren with astonishing speed. at the same time, anakin feints another low strike — he cannot kill him, he needs him alive for questioning — and plunges the the tip of his blade at kylo ren's shoulder. ]
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not only is the fight not over as it should have already been, he allowed himself to be pinned. not exactly pinned: he hammered back against the force that would have trapped him in place but it made him slow. allowed for kylo ren to direct the next flow of attack.
at least obi-wan isn't here to see. he would never allow anakin to live this down.
with obi-wan's dry criticism in his ear, anakin deflects a thrust, spinning out of the way, and swinging at kylo ren's thigh. between the two, this fight would have been over quickly. another parry, another returning strike. the memory fills him with certainty as few other things do ( as only one other person can. ) the force inexorably grounds him; the force follows his returning strikes. if he is to fall, it would have been with obi-wan by his side to a foe much greater than a coward's apprentice. and he already killed the one who threatened his master…
an image of count dooku's terrified eyes almost makes him falter. ( echoes of shrieks and honks reach for him across the years, and are abruptly silenced. ) the rubble around them lifts and surges toward kylo ren with astonishing speed. at the same time, anakin feints another low strike — he cannot kill him, he needs him alive for questioning — and plunges the the tip of his blade at kylo ren's shoulder. ]