Lightsabers flashed at high speed as Hermit and Gayett clashed. Matching his muscular build, Gayett had chosen Form IV Ataru, attacking with the madness of a berserker!
Without Hermit needing to tell him, Gayett had already understood before boarding the Xuanwu that the Republic fleet was finished.
After losing two Commander II-class Dreadnoughts, setting aside the command chaos and shattered morale caused by the destruction of the flagship, the Republic fleet simply lacked the overwhelming firepower those two super battleships had provided. It could no longer break the Fourth Civilization fleet supported by the Xuanwu.
But so what?
Since the fleet was doomed, then all his rage, all his hatred, had to be unleashed!
"Traitor, unforgivable!!" Gayett roared. The green Lightsaber in his hand spun like a windmill as he launched wave after wave of attacks at Hermit, carrying his violent Force power with them!
Hermit was driven back again and again, like a leaf in a raging storm...
Yet somehow, he held firm!
The blue Lightsaber in Hermit's hand seemed slow, but was actually swift. Every strike landed at precisely the right moment, sealing off Gayett's attacks!
The two fought for more than ten minutes, yet neither could gain the upper hand!
Gayett was already breathing heavily. He glared viciously at Hermit and growled, "I know who you are! You're..."
"There is no meaning in that, Master Gayett. No matter what I was once called, it no longer matters. The moment I took the name Hermit, I made my choice." Hermit cut him off directly. "I do not wish to explain myself either, but I hope you can survive. Survive until that day..."
Gayett had already been consumed by rage. He paid no heed to Hermit's words, roaring as he swung his Lightsaber and charged forward again.
The battle