Djem So, Form V, was based upon Soresu, the most defensive of the forms and based upon the principle that you were in the "eye of the storm" and to not move beyond or strike beyond that to keep a constant defense. While this form was far too passive for a former outright brawler such as Tatin, this principle held firm in Djem So's desire to counter an attack and then exploit it.<br/><br/>He felt the chunk of metal hurtling for his back and deftly spun, his blade crashing up to block it and deflect to away. Ever the consummate duelist, he recognized Taishari's feint for what it was, not even bothering to parry it as he spun on his heel again, only to find his cot hurtling toward him. With a howl he rushed forward, bracing his body with the power of his rage. Tatin was a large man, and when his emotions poured forth as they did now, as he used the force to telekinetically reinforce his skeletal and muscular structures, he was a bull of a creature.<br/><br/>He lowered his shoulder and banged it into the cot, stopping it dead in its tracks. Raising back up to his full height, his breath coming in anger filled pants. One long leg came over the cot, and then the other as he glared venom at the creature before him. The pain in his shoulder noticeable, and would become more so when his adrenaline abated, but this was a minor pain. He'd felt worse against amateur brawlers in his time on Dantooine, let alone as a Sith student.<br/><br/>His blade came back to his side, parallel to the ground on his right yet again, and he advanced, swiftly this time. His blade came up, parrying her Pike away from him, and as his left hand gripped his hilt, his other loosened and then flashed to her stomach, reinforced by the Force for a brutal punch aimed at her midsection.