Pressure

Leonel's steps slowed, his mouth shaping into a small 'o' as he sucked in a long breath. 

The wind reacted to his action, a vacuum of swirling blue moving about as his chest expanded. Even before he stepped into the range of the two young men before him, his body was filled to the brim with Force. 

The two young men looked at one another. Much like Kira, they had been waiting here for a long while. They couldn't exactly be considered as friends and were just acquaintances. However, what they did have was a tacit agreement. 

The easiest target here was as bright as day. Who else could it be if not the man who hadn't had a chance to rest? 

In a three way battle, the number of variables were too numerous to account for. It was much easier to deal with what might come their way if they only had a single other person to worry about. In the end, the choice was obvious: kill Leonel first. 

The two young men slowly rose to their feet.