Ren launched forward like a shot.
His feet slammed against the tiled floor of the corridor, propelling him through the thickening silence.
His Vine Armor slithered across his body, coiling tight, and a thin shield of Push resonance formed around his fists. The air trembled with pressure as he approached his opponent.
The cloaked figure didn't move. Not until Ren was nearly on him.
Then the figure stepped back and pivoted smoothly, so graceful, it looked almost too fluid to be human. A blade flashed from beneath the cloak, silver and curved, aiming straight for Ren's ribs.
Ren twisted mid-sprint, angling his body. The blade nicked his armor, bouncing off the surface as he used his forward momentum to spin low and slam his elbow upward toward the figure's stomach.
The figure leapt back, just an inch too slow.
Ren's elbow grazed the cloak, sending it flapping up. In that moment, Ren planted one foot and spun again, sending a leg sweeping for the enemy's knees.
