Lord Nyax was here to kill the Count. His position as Dark Lord of the Sith would only make it more enjoyable. "Thank you, Count. You know what I am here to do. Let’s not have this idle chattering go one for any longer than necessary."

Count Dooku made a sarcastic look of astonishment on his face. "So rude. So, so rude. Have you no personality?"

Lord Nyax, "I am a killing machine. Nothing else." The words were like ice from the massive figures lips. As icy as his heart.

To this Count Dooku replied, "Not a gentleman? I see Lord Maul left an impression upon you before he met his end. You are said to be the greatest lightsaber duelist alive. I must say that your victory over Ventress impressed me, but she is nothing near my equal."

Lord Nyax sneered, "We shall see. Count of Serreno, I challenge you to a fight to the death." Lord Nyax’s voice was almost a scream by the time he finished issuing the challenge.

And the mighty Count of Serreno replied, "May the more noble gentleman win." His voice was crisp and as sharp as a vibro-blade.

Lord Nyax laughed. He was practically insane. The experiments he had been efficiency through had left him over nine feet tall. His body was scarred from the rigors of Lord Maul’s training. Nyax’s most prominent scar ran from just below his right ear to his nose. He had received it during a blind rage in which he attacked Darth Maul. He had been the apprentice. Maul would have killed him for the attack if he himself had not attempted to kill Sidious during his training.

The beast moved towards Dooku in complete silence. He drew twin lightsabers, one in each hand, both emitted a savage glare. Dooku ignited his blade as well; moving it in to a hanging guard as was common in his lightsaber strategy.

Although the Count of Serreno was old, he had the force to back him against this far younger lightsaber master. Dooku was at this point in his life one hundred and six years old. He looked old too, but he could easily have been thought to be in his mid- seventies from look alone. The dexterity he possessed was beyond any Echani. His strength could topple any Wookie. And since Yoda had passed, he was the strongest person alive. Or so it was believed. This being before him might just be more capable.

Nyax tested Dooku’s strength with a heavy swing with his right saber. Dooku blocked the attack. Nyax did this again. Once again, Dooku blocked with usual Makashi efficiency. Again Nyax attacked. And again. His continued to attack’s weren’t meant to be lethal. His intent was to understand Dooku’s use of Makashi. It wasn’t long before Dooku noticed this and slowly started to add what little he knew of Ataru into it in what he hoped would through the beast off. He didn’t know much of the form though, just what he had learned from Qui-gon during their sparring times.

After this had continued for close to half a minute Dooku fired a powerful storm of force lightning at the brute. The strength of Nyax lay in his skill with a saber, not his ability to stop a force attack. He was able to block less than half with his sabers and was forced to take a step backwards. He almost dropped his sabers during the energy rain.

Moments later Nyax was able to regain his composure and was able to raise his sabers to the point where continued attack became wasteful on Dooku’s part. The Count of Serreno stopped his onset. With the icy chill he had used so many times before to taunt his opponents he said, "I don’t see why so many people fear you. Your skill leaves much to be desired."

Nyax only growled at this, fostering Dooku’s belief that he was a mere beast. Primitive, savage, barbaric. Not fit for a gentleman’s time. He would end this quickly. He charged at Nyax, swinging at his legs and then spinning around for an attack at his legs. Nyax stabbed at him with his left saber while using his right in a swing that if it had made contact with it’s target would have removed Dooku’s head. Nyax’s knee then made contact with Dooku’s thigh light an duracrete sledgehammer.

Nyax certainly seemed to have received some "enhancement’s" in the last few years. He thought with disgust at the thought of someone using machines to "enhance" a human’s skill. The second he finished this though his mind returned to the pain of what was probably ten small fractures in his thigh bone. He would pay for this. Dooku let his rage fuel him. He concentrated all his energy into one swing. The power behind it almost knocked Nyax off his feet; quite a feat considering he was over nine feet tall.

Although Nyax wasn’t a specialist in force powers, he was able to use a small fragment of the duracrete wall that had been knocked from it’s place on the wall by a lightsaber, and "fire" it at Dooku’s side. The Count was forced to move his saber in a position that left his weapon arm exposed to avoid a few broken ribs. Nyax used this and attempted to remove the arm, but Dooku was an experienced dueler and was able to save arm. Reguardless, he received a superficial cut to top of his forearm. Blood that was released the second the cut was made trickled out, but the bleeding stopped quickly as a lightsaber blade immense’s whatever it cuts extremely quickly.

Nyax stabbed at Dooku again, but now the Count was furious. Surging with dark power, he dodged the attack and stabbed at Nyax’s wristsaber on his right arm, destroying it. With the blade’s energy supply gone, the blade dissipated after a few seconds.

Enjoying his temporary victory, Nyax almost cleaved off the top off Dooku’s head with his left hand sabers. Crouching, Dooku barely evaded the attack, losing some hair in the process. As he came back up from his crouch, he sent a stream of lightning into Nyax’s chest, causing the Dark Jedi to fall back in pain.

Taking advantage of Nyax’s momentary weakness, he removed Nyax’s left arm a few inches from the shoulder. Enraged, Nyax dropped his lightsaber for a moment and grasped Dooku’s arm in his huge hand. Calling upon his imeanse strength, he broke Dooku’s good forearm.

Summoning the power of the Dark side, Dooku flung Nyax against the wall with a wave of his hand and heard several the satisfying sound of breaking bones. Picking back up his lightsaber that he dropped when his forearm broke, he walked over to the disarmed Nyax lying in the corner.

Smiling, Dooku advanced towards Nyax, but suddenly felt a lightsaber pierce the back of his calf. Dropping to his knee, he removed the blade. It was the lightsaber Nyax had dropped just before he broke Dooku’s forearm. He sliently dursed himself for neglecting it.

Casting away his own lightsaber, the great Count Dooku silently killed the powerful Lord Nyax with his own blade.