"Having someone wanting to protect another isn't a weakness," Qui-Gon suddenly said to Callisto, voice weary. "It's a strength. And Martin Landel's trying to corrupt that."
Still recovering from the last round of punishment, Qui-Gon remained where he was, propped up but still able to see most of the fight. He noted the way Obi-Wan moved, working to disarm the monk instead of drawing his lightsaber. And he wouldn't, Qui-Gon knew, unless there was no choice and Obi-Wan would do everything in his power to keep from using lethal force. So far Sanzo hadn't scored a hit with his gun - Qui-Gon started with surprise as the monk suddenly shot the weapon in their direction. The bullet bounced off the invisible barrier, missing Goku entirely. Somehow, he realized with some exasperation, he had the feeling this wasn't a one-time occurrence.
His commlink was still on, somehow jammed on. He could hear bits and pieces of the conversation, but it was garbled. He watched the combat down below with concern, distracting himself with that instead of dwelling on the half-opened lightsaber injury.
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Still recovering from the last round of punishment, Qui-Gon remained where he was, propped up but still able to see most of the fight. He noted the way Obi-Wan moved, working to disarm the monk instead of drawing his lightsaber. And he wouldn't, Qui-Gon knew, unless there was no choice and Obi-Wan would do everything in his power to keep from using lethal force. So far Sanzo hadn't scored a hit with his gun - Qui-Gon started with surprise as the monk suddenly shot the weapon in their direction. The bullet bounced off the invisible barrier, missing Goku entirely. Somehow, he realized with some exasperation, he had the feeling this wasn't a one-time occurrence.
His commlink was still on, somehow jammed on. He could hear bits and pieces of the conversation, but it was garbled. He watched the combat down below with concern, distracting himself with that instead of dwelling on the half-opened lightsaber injury.