Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan or George Lucas.
Enter Luke, in the Jedi Temple Sparring Arena.
Drang charges at Luke.
Luke. Bloah, boy. I can't breathe. Let me up.
Luke manages to calm down Drang.
Where's your master? How could he just leave you, eh?
Enter Saba, with her lightsaber and personal energy shield.
Saba. You're lucky he didn't bite your head off. This one came here to practice yesterday. That beast tried to chew her up.
Luke. He's an intelligent vornskr.
Saba. [sarcastic] Funny.
Drang growls as Saba approaches, but Luke pats his head and calms him down.
Stupid vornskr. It iz not going to keep this one from practicing.
Luke. I heard about Raynar. I'm sorry.
Saba activates her lightsaber and viciously attacks a practice dummy.
Saba. Yeah, well, sometimesss thingz go wrong. Jedi get hurt. They . . . they die. And the monsterz jussst keep coming back.
Saba lifts up an electrostaff and strikes down a second practice dummy.
Luke. Raynar was brave. I hope he gets better.
Saba glares at Luke.
Saba. Do a favor for this one.
Luke. Yes, sure.
Saba. If you find Vodo-Siosk Baas, do not trust him. Do not asssk him for help. Juzt kill him.
Luke. Saba . . .
Saba. Because any being who can make something like the Graveyard, Luke? That being iz evil, plain evil.
Saba deactivates her lightsaber.
Practice time iz over. From now on, it iz for real.
Exit all.