The Throne Room of Mandalore The Zabrak and The Gungan

"Greetings your majest..." the Gungan Jedi Master didn't finish his sentence as he saw someone had beaten him to the punch.

 

"Who are you?" asked Jedi Master JuJu Jargon to the young Zabrak.

 

"I am the apprentice of Darth Demise," replied the Zabrak.

 

"Darth Demise, as in a Sith? I thought you all were extinct in your Sith Civil War after The Great Kyber Wars?!" Not only was Jargon

 

perturbed he was getting the point of rage.

 

"Now, now before blood is spilled in The Great Throne Room of Mandalore, this is what I propose..." The King cut in.

 

"The victor of this what I am going to guess is going to be one of your Lighstaber duels, the winner not only lives, but gains my army and I's

 

loyalty, and I reveal my name to you. The loser well, death it is," The Ruler of Mandalore said with a laugh.

 

"You double crossing, fiend!" said a furious Jargon, "We had a deal I give you the location of the Kyber Crystals and you..."

 

"Do whatever I want, maybe you should have thought twice before betraying your order. Maybe the Jedi will forgive you if you leave now,

 

but remember why you're doing what you're doing and who you're doing it for. Because if you leave HE dies!" Proclaimed Mandalore's

 

Rightful Ruler.

 

"It was wrong of me to over deal with a Mandalorian, I will do what I must," Jargon said igniting his Lighsaber.

 

"Prepare to die Jedi," the Zabrak directed at him.

 

"You are an apprentice I a Master I will try to make this quick..." as he said this the Zabrak attacked...

Done