Vun'Katar spun the lightsaber round in his hand and walked calmly into the fray, it was time to practice with this thing...
As Vun'katar approaching the battle he analysed his new found weapon, it was unlike anything he had used before, the hilt was far heavier than expected and the shaft of green light that made up the blade weighted nothing at all, none the less he would use it to his upmost. As he came to the close quarters fighting a Jedi Knight suddenly arced his light saber towards Vun'Katar, slashing at his face. Just managing to block just in time, the jedi's blade sunk into the low intensity beam of Vun'katar's training saber barely protecting him from decapitation. The Jedi's wild swing left his body unprotected, countering the attack Vun'katar swung his muscular fist round into the ribcage of the knight, hearing the familiar cracking of bone. As the jedi reeled back in unfamiliar pain Vun'katar swung his blade at the knight's body. It just glanced off, burning the thick tan robes of the Jedi. The knight responded by utilizing the force to throw Vun'katar into a control pannel, its screens and dials shattering upon impact. Leaping up Vun'katar rolled towards the Jedi springing upwards at the last moment, forcibly jamming the emerald blade of his training saber up and threw the chest of the jedi, who winced before collapsing to the floor. and so the melee continued...
Whilst, finishing off a republic commando a great crashing sound reverberated throughout the room. Vun'katar looked out of a port hole to see row upon row of inumberable Sith ships bombarding the fleet of Kharr... suddenly a Sith trooper turned the barrel of his gun to Vun'Katar's forehead, before he could pull the trigger he fell to the floor. Csol had with uncanny speed pressed his lightsaber against the armoured belly of the marine and ignited the blade. Vun'katar wheeled about to see the rest of the sith turncoats driven off by a loyal fireteam.
"Traitorous Sith, why should I be surprised..."
Csol actually laughed inside, at his bizarre situation, the haphazard alliances of the Sith... lunacy...
"...finish the Jedi!"
Vun'katar stood over the broken and paralysed body of Master Drayen seeing the whole thing as a pity, he was a noble fighter. Slowly unphased by the Sith bombard, Vun'katar picked up a shard of glass, sliting the jedi master's wrists allowing him to die with some degree of humilty.
'Now, what of those Sith?' asked Vun'katar signalling the three way space battle commencing outside of the ship.