by Max Barry

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Region: The Nation of Nations and Friends

The blow of the lightsabers is bared by the commander's armor, but the force alone causes his knees to buckle under him, forcing him to the ground. Behind him, his sixty warriors all draw their own swords out of their sheaths a bit, but a raised hand from the commander stays them, replacing their blades.
The commander lifts himself back to his feet despite the force of his opponent's sabers on his shoulders. He sheaths his vibro sword and his visor clears to finally show his face. It is humanoid, although a bit sharper in the features and the musculature easily visible under the skin. He bore a deep scar upon his right cheek, and his eyes were piercing and intelligent.
"I am Commander Brazz, come from the glorious Holy Empire of Scarankath, and today we have honored the Three Gods. I shall hear words now, honored Victor," the commander said with a proud grin upon his face as he looked his opponent in the eyes.

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