"Get. Out," Kylo snarls furiously, grip on the hilt of his deadened sword tight enough to crush it— if he had the strength of the Force to draw on.

Half-blinded and agonised, Kylo's far from the threat he usually is— but Declan could be forgiven for thinking otherwise as his oversized bulk turns squarely in his direction, fixing his eyes on the shape of his silhouette. He isn't about to give up, especially now he knows it's possible he might regain his power any minute. He's fought while bleeding out, too weakened with conflict to call on the strength of the Dark Side before. He'll fight now.