A chase with a catch

You set off fast, you are fit but as you take deep breaths and begin to pick up the pace you can feel yourself breathing in the **** energy. It nourishes your blood supply and invigorates your muscles as you begin to sprint across the desert.

You arrive at the rock field and quickly close the distance with the other acolytes. The flat desert becomes a maze of rocks many piled in towers and walls, forming a forest of narrow alleys. The other acolytes have slowed, but you continue a quick pace leaping and dodging through the boulders and rocks. Then you hear a scream you stop and the zipping sound of a vibro blade catches your attention. Your judgment is clouded and you fear for Zola she cannot die before you have had her, you set off in the direction of the screams.

The sun pounds down sweat is trapped between the tight suit and the tops of your shoulders and upper back. Your sword is drawn held firmly between two hands in front of you in a guard stance as you cautiously advance through a particularly narrow section of the rock field. The rocks have now become tall and compact as you move through what feels like a maze of stone. You hear another scream off to your left, but it sounds like a male initiate. His screams soon stop.

The rocks tower above you and the maze has formed unnaturally no doubt part of the Sith’s trials. You see burrows in the lower walls of the rock must be where the K’lar slugs breed and dwell. You finally come across a small clearing and a number of the slugs are feasting, their rows of circular rotating teeth are crunching and tearing through their newly caught meal.