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Jedi Knight Aayla Secura led us into battle.
Proud, strong, with unwavering confidence.
We followed behind her, guns at the ready. Shooting small, discreet animals in our path, trying to avoid the last command we'd received in our headsets.
Aayla was quite fond of our unit.
She said we weren't like other troops she'd delt with. We didn't fall back, or shy away from action.
She called us the brave ones.
She saluted us. She believed in us.
She trusted us.
And that made our task all that much harder.
When she wasn't looking; and her back was turned to us because we couldn't face her otherwise; we slaughtered her.