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bounced on his heels, the adrenaline of a padawan screaming for the gates to drop.

The rhythm of the fight broke at the laser gates. Trapped between humming red barriers, the three combatants paused. star_wars_duel_of_the_fates_epic_version_remast...

When the barriers finally vanished, the silence exploded. They surged into the final chamber—a vertigo-inducing pit of endless machinery. The Final Stroke bounced on his heels, the adrenaline of a

Qui-Gon fought with the deliberate, flowing motions of Ataru, trying to find a gap in the Sith’s impenetrable defense. Obi-Wan, younger and faster, darted in for quick strikes, but Maul parried them both as if he were reading their minds—or perhaps, as if the Duel of the Fates had already been written in the stars. The Laser Gates bounced on his heels