INT. CENTRAL TOWER/TRAINING ROOM - EVENING
Standing within the centre of the large training room, heavily pregnant, Zull holds her ignited lightsaber upward, eyes trained on the three lightsaber practice 'droids which stand in a semi-circle before her. Lean but powerfully-built, the 'droids -- Purple Eyes, Orange Eyes, and Green Eyes -- are plated with a thin layer of Mandalorian iron alloy and armed with lightsabers taken from captured Jedi.
As Zull moves her blade downward just a fraction of a millimetre, Purple Eyes pounces. As it swings its green blade, the Meketrex ducks, allowing her to block Green Eyes' yellow weapon just as it comes in swinging after Purple Eyes.
Twirling over to the right, Zull moves out from under Purple Eyes and goes for Orange Eyes. As the near-human Mandalorian Knight brings her chartreuse blade down, the 'droid turns its blue lightsaber sideways, blocking the blow easily. Pushing forward, Orange Eyes forces Zull backwards toward Green Eyes.
Spinning around, Zull brings her lightsaber down just in time to intercept Green Eyes' underhanded swing. Forcing Green Eyes' blade down to the floor, Zull quickly brings her yellow-green blade up to the 'droid's unarmoured neck. Hitting the 'droid, the blade doesn't sever its head; instead, the 'droid and its lightsaber automatically power down.
Turning away from the dormant machine, Zull refocuses her attention on the remaining 'droids. Bringing their weapons to bear, Orange Eyes and Purple Eyes attack.
As the 'droids run towards her, Purple Eyes throws its right leg out in a high kick while Orange Eyes swings its lightsaber low, trying to catch the near-human woman in a nasty crossfire. Hurling herself forward, Zull manages to pass through the empty space between the two dangerous blows. Springing back up, she swings her lightsaber around before Purple Eyes can turn around; as the chartreuse blade makes contact with the unarmoured joint between the droid's unarmoured hips and torso, the droid shuts down.
Deciding to put a swift end to this training session, Zull hoists her weapon up like a javelin and then hurls it head-long toward Orange Eyes. Sailing forward straight and true, the tip of the yellow-green blade strikes against one of the 'droid's photoreceptors, deactivating the automaton instantly.
Perspiring from the effort she just put herself through, Zull walks over to her lightsaber and retrieves it, readjusting its power level back to full. Pocketing the weapon, she turns around and walks away from the three 'droids toward the front of the room, where Pre Vizsla stands against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
PRE VIZSLA: You shouldn't be sparring this far into your pregnancy.
ZULL: You don't have to worry. I had their programming set on easy mode.
PRE VIZSLA: Nevertheless, your due date is approaching. If you don't want to suffer complications, I suggest you go easy on the physical exercises and focus on the mental ones.
ZULL: Could you hand me a towel, please?
Turning toward a short table, Vizsla retrieves a white towel and hands it to Zull. Taking it, she mops the sweat from her head and shoulders.
PRE VIZSLA: You're hiding something.
Zull freezes at those words.
PRE VIZSLA: Something troubles you.
Draping the towel across her shoulder, Zull averts her gaze from his.
ZULL: You're mistaken.
PRE VIZSLA: You can't hide your feelings from me, Zull. I know you too well.
Bringing her head back up, she restores eye contact with Vizsla.
ZULL: I'm afraid.
PRE VIZSLA: For the child?
ZULL: For the child, for me, for you. I'm afraid for the future.
PRE VIZSLA: (puts his hand on her shoulder) We make our own future.
ZULL: (brushes his hand off) You made me believe that was true.
Taking the towel from her shoulder, Zull tosses it back on the table. Turning away from her master, she then leaves for the door.