Lightsaber (Brawn) - 1eP+1eA+2eD+2eB = 5 successes, 1 advantage (Void Engine Boost used) (bonus success from Ritual)
(2 strain from ritual, 2 strain from Everyone Fights, No One Quits; 5 kill points)
Atop the ancient temple, Jun-Tsu worked with Sinea to enact the ritual, sending the blessings of the Dark Side pulsing out over the Sith and their Massassi allies. Her hands moved in complex gestures, a materialized mist of energy pouring off of her form as she did so. A manifestation of the Dark Side, it poured into the altar to be used and shaped by Sinea who led the rite. She chanted and writhed with the primordial ways of her family's rituals, which, while primitive seeming, were no less effective.
As the ritual continued, however, a group of Massassi had scaled to the temple summit, overrunning the guards there who had been too preoccupied keeping back the hoard to worry about a single group clambering up the side. Jun-Tsu pulled the saber from her hip and its blade flared into life in a deadly arc to cut down the first, then another. It was remarkable how effective the blade was as it cut through the primitives who barely stood a chance against one trained by the oldest of jen'jedai houses.
Force Power: Harm - 2eF = 2 Dark Side (3 Dark Side)
(3 wounds; 6 kill points)
The threat dealt with, the witch returned to the ritual. Her magic poured out into the altar and even as Sinea continued to evoke the enchantment that kept their soldiers strong, Jun-Tsu knew she could do more. She stopped in her ecstatic movements and offered a vicious smile. Beside the Sith mystic, Jun-Tsu wove her own family's magic, lacing it through the spell.
Across the battlefield a soft green haze hung low about the feet of the combatants. Most were too busy to even take notice, others didn't care. But they did note once some of the Massassi began to whither and dessicate before their eyes. Throughout the battlefield, the life force of their enemies was drawn from their bodies and added to the mists.
Jun-Tsu laughed in the storm, drenched in the warm rain, hands gesturing to the energies, pulling it from their enemies and....
Medicine (Intellect) - 1eP+2eA+1eC+2eD+2eF = 1 success, 1 threat, 3 Dark Side (4 Dark Side)
(3 strain from Triage; 5 kill points)
...into their allies. At her ministrations, broken bones popped back into place of their own accord. The hungry mist poured over the fallen, binding their gashes and sealing their wounds.
Jun-Tsu began to chant again, falling to her knees and calling to the Dark-light of the Force to deliver them victory through power and strength. And each moment that passed seemed validation of her faith as more of their enemies fell before her magic and more allies rose, renewed.
(6 wounds, 7 strain; 16 kill points)