"Pong-Krell..." Quinlan-Vos sneered. "You really are a stray dog no one wants anywhere. Neither the light nor the darkness has a place for you. You abandoned your creed and betrayed your oath. Do you think fleeing to the Kingdom of Dawn can erase your past? The mark of a traitor will be branded on you forever."
Pong-Krell grinned. "You don't understand at all. This war has already lasted twenty years! The flames of war were lit back on Naboo, and no one can stay out of it! But look at me. I went through the war and survived to this day. Nothing can shake my position. And you can only cower like a sewer rat in stinking garbage!"
Quinlan-Vos spun the two Lightsabers in his hands, taking up a stance as he slowly circled, searching for an opening. "As a Jedi Knight, you groveled before a Sith Lord. As a Republic General, you colluded with foreign enemies and conspired with the Separatists. As a human being, you aided evil and turned a blind eye to all kinds of acts against civilization and society! Someone like you can no longer be considered human..."
The corner of his mouth curled upward. "You're nothing but a beast..."
A cold glint flashed in Pong-Krell's eyes. His Lightsaber suddenly swept sideways, tearing through the stagnant air. Quinlan-Vos leaped aside, and the humming blade carved a scorched fissure into the ground.
But Pong-Krell had already closed the distance. His massive body had four thick arms, allowing him to wield both double-bladed Lightsabers at once!
The four blades covered an area several meters wide. The Lightsabers whirled at high speed like raging winds and crashing waves, slamming toward him!
During the Clone Wars, Pong-Krell, then serving the Galactic Republic, had relied on this simple yet brutal technique