Before he ever drew his own weapon, Maul circled Luke on silent feet, studying his stance, the way he was holding his weapon, and the way he was carrying his body.

After a few moments, he nodded, satisfied with his assessment. "I've seen worse," he proclaimed. He supposed Luke was working with the best he could do in an era where there was no proper Force-users to teach him how to wield such an elegant weapon.

"Let us begin the first lesson," He said as he draw out his saberstaff and ignited both blades again. Placing both hands on the long hilt, without another word, he attacked Luke as he swiped at Luke's midsection with the top blade. While he wasn't aiming to kill, he wasn't going to be going easy on the young Jedi either.