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paced like a caged tiger, his yellow eyes never leaving Qui-Gon’s face. Qui-Gon knelt, closing his eyes to find peace in the Force.

The plasma doors hissed open, and the haunting, choral swell of "Duel of the Fates" flooded the hangar. It wasn’t just music; it was the sound of the galaxy’s heart skipping a beat. star_wars_duel_of_the_fates_epic_version_remast...

Obi-Wan’s scream echoed the choir's crescendo. Fuelled by a cold, desperate focus, he leaped into the fray. The apprentice fought with a ferocity Maul hadn't anticipated, eventually slicing the Sith's weapon in half. But Maul’s arrogance remained; with a powerful Force push, he sent Obi-Wan tumbling into the abyss. paced like a caged tiger, his yellow eyes

In the isolation of the catwalk, Maul found his opening. With a brutal hilt-bash to Qui-Gon’s chin, he disrupted the Master's guard for a fraction of a second. The red blade lunged forward, piercing Qui-Gon’s chest. It wasn’t just music; it was the sound

The green blade flashed once. The Sith was severed, falling into the darkness, leaving only the fading echoes of a choir and the weight of a galaxy forever changed.

Hanging by a single metal protrusion, Obi-Wan looked up at the snarling Sith. He didn't see a monster; he saw the end of his Master’s dream. He centered himself, called Qui-Gon’s saber to his hand, and vaulted over Maul in a single, impossible arc.