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to
overpower her defenses and fight his way in. He didn’t stand a chance against
her superior strength, Farchor aside, but in theory if he could make enough
mental noise to help cloak the Orren angle it was possible he could get some
traction right under her nose, so to speak.
    Trouble was, applying so much power basically took
away his finesse skills, like trying to fight a boxing match while balancing an
open bottle of water on his head. He didn’t think he could do it, but if she
wanted him to try he’d give it a go.
    Levi amped up his mental pressure and applied it directly
to that subsection of her mind. He felt her press back without
counterattacking, as if holding a line rather than trying to push him out of
her head. That gave him some freedom to experiment, but when applying full
power to any point, or across her entire sexual program, he couldn’t
concentrate enough to engage a separate Orren tendril. He pulled back a bit,
going at about 75% strength and knowing that was pretty much a joke from
Jenna’s point of view, but he didn’t lose any ground and she didn’t kick him
out, merely holding her own against his lesser pressure.
    The padawan managed to summon up a secondary attack on
the same area and at first it managed to get through and he was able to create
a little bit of euphoria in her. That sent a quiver through her power levels,
reducing the pushback for a split second before she just amped it up to
compensate. The window of opportunity wasn’t enough for Levi to act on, for he
was tapped out just maintaining the two simultaneous attacks, and a moment
later his Orren tendril was discovered. Jenna pushed it out and regained her
iron wall against him, with Levi abandoning the effort less than a minute
later.
    Sorry, that’s
all I’ve got.
    Not bad.
    Looks like you
finally got your sexual resistance you wanted.
    It’ll be armor
once I get around to customizing my Farchor there, but yeah, looks like it.
Keep poking around to see if you can find anything. I want to be sure about
this.
    Well I’m sure. I
got nothing left to try.
    Maybe you’re
subconsciously holding back after the pathetic mess you left me in earlier?
    Feel free to
check, Levi said, immediately feeling Jenna’s presence enter his mind. He
didn’t resist her, not that he could have kept her completely out if he’d
wanted to, but he let her poke around his memories and current analysis of her,
also giving her a chance to look at herself through his eyes. She lingered
there for what felt like a long time, then the Archon eventually pulled out,
satisfied.
    Jenna disconnected their mental link and let go of his
wrist, opening her eyes and looking at him. “Didn’t realize I was that
resistant.”
    “Happy now?”
    “Relieved, not happy. I’m still a little loopy.”
    “I figured you would have burnt it out of you by now
with all those cardio workouts.”
    “Not completely. Still missing a bit of my edge, but
it’s coming back. Feels like I missed a week of workouts.”
    “When was the last time you missed a week…ever?”
    “Combat mission, about four decades ago. A lot of
hunting, very little fighting. I was very rusty by the time I got back to a
sanctum. This is different, but with a similar diminishing effect.”
    “Kind of makes you wonder why anyone has sex.”
    “What you did to me was far worse, youngling. But
yeah, it just cuts your badass mojo right out of you.”
    “You’re welcome. I’ve also noticed you’re being a bit
nicer to me.”
    Jenna frowned. “Really?”
    “Yeah, but I guess that’s just a side effect. I tried
to use that inside your head but it didn’t work because you were already
holding back. When we spar again you’ll probably have to shake that off.”
    “Do me a favor and give me a reason to hate you a
bit.”
    Levi suppressed a smile and, without warning, ripped a
side- fist punch across her head. He hit her so hard
it knocked her off her pedestal and left a big red mark on the side