Inside a building is a woman and a young man armed with a lightsaber -a double-bladed lightsaber for the woman and a regular lightsaber for the young man- facing several people armed with a blue lightsaber.
The relatively small, light-skinned, blue-gray-eyed woman was wearing short brown-brown hair, cut short and wearing olive-brown skin-tight combat gear with gold trim, and two armbands on the left upper arm. of a piece of metal.
The young man, meanwhile, wears a simple white combat armor and a veil over his face concealing his face and hair.
The two fighters did their best, but their opponents were numerous enough to fill the room.
"There are too many, master! We will not be able to hold!" The young man said to the woman loud enough to be heard.
"We must hold, Padawan! We will succeed in defeating them!" The woman said as he continued to fight.
The fight continued until a Jedi-piloted ship arrived and punched a hole in the wall while firing at some of their opponents.
"Master Satele, it's time to leave." The pilot said from the woman's communicator giving her name.
"No, we're not done yet, we need to finish with this Sith base before they can find the temple." Protested Satele.
"There is a way..." the Padawan said before Satele cut him off.
"If that's what I believe, then leave while I do it." Satele said, before being lifted and pushed without warning by force to the landing ship.
And looking inside the building she saw that it was the Padawan who pushed him before she heard in the pilot's communicator that he ordered him to leave without him.
"What are you doing, Padawan ?!" Said Satele in his communicator addressing his apprentice.
"Which seems to me just master." The Padawan answered before she could see the part of the building where her Padawan lay collapsing on herself, leaving all the people inside dead.
This event marks the Jedi Master and haunts him for years.