Hello guys! Chapter seven is, out of happy coincidence, being uploaded the same day as Clone Wars season seven drops. I am incredibly excited to see the season and where it goes. This isn't a Star Wars: The Clone Wars fanfiction per se but starting in the same era as the cartoon and being a fan of the series, I can't help but reference the series. In any case, I'm sure we're all excited and I hope it goes well - I think we all could use some positivity in the Star Wars fandom right now - but here we are with chapter seven.

Secrets of The Outer Rim.

Act I.

The Last Days of The Jedi Order.

Chapter VII.

The Hunter and The Hunted.


You limit yourself, why? You have power within yourself, power than can finally end the separatists and bring about your so-called peace. Phanza Attam continued to harass me through the link we shared in the Force. Master Avdune and I were still at the Republic Outpost with Master Towaan and Padawan Ai'sunn even though our ships had already refueled. Master Towaan's tracker would not kick in until Abarghe was back out of hyperspace and we could hardly guess where he would be going. Master Towaan was considering contacting the Hutts to grill them for information again but I doubted that would lead anywhere, grilling them to begin with only got us an audience with a minor lieutenant who allowed Exiim Abarghe to spring a trap on us. Now, either the stubborn and stupid Hutts would pull off a similar stunt or Abarghe would cut ties with them altogether, seeing that, if they sent us into a trap, he could not trust them to not sell him out if offered the right price. The one saving grace of the Republic is that we tend to be cautious about giving too many credits to the Hutts, especially now when Chancellor Palpatine demands more and more economic resources for the war.

The Chancellor was an individual who should be given more thought. He was reigned longer and gained more power than anyone ever thought he would but it never seems to be enough for him. I do not entirely trust his clueless old man doing what's best for the Republic routine. Perhaps he truly is doing what he thinks is right for his civilization, but that does not make it right. The Republic is a democracy, not some sort of enlightened despotate. Despotism may be the way of the Sith and it may be what the people of The Grand Duchy of Taaszon want, but that does not mean it is right for the Republic. Palpatine, it seems, either does not understand that or does not care. So perhaps he is deceiving me. Phanza also insists that the Jedi Order is deceiving me. I do not agree with that, though given some of the business involving the Hutts, that statement may be technically true. There is one more thing to all this. Lady Attam insists that the Jedi Order knows my true nature or something like that - perhaps that is wishful thinking on her part, assuming that I am, for whatever reason, predisposed towards the Dark Side - but if, theoretically, the Jedi are deceiving me and Palpatine is deceiving me, does that mean the Chancellor is aware of this true nature?

Of course, when I actually have questions she could answer, Phanza is completely silent through the bond. I would assume that the Chancellor is not aware of this, after all, if this is something a Sith sees within me that is supposed to make me predisposed to the Dark Side, it would surely have something to do with the Force. The Chancellor is a plain human male, he doesn't have the Force and, beyond some potentially extreme political ideas possessing too much power for too much time, the man is harmless. This does not really get me anywhere. Phanza's assertions are vague enough that the Chancellor and the Jedi could be deceiving me over the same issue, different issues, or any number of issues. I hope that the red-skinned Nautolan thought more of me than thinking I am some sort of moron who would fall to the Dark Side because of some vague assertions and promises of some sort of power.

Lady Attam is a powerful woman, there is no denying that. She is a master with Force Lightning and she has demonstrated that countless times on Imperius Prime and Acina. Powerful and skilled with a lightsaber she may be, but that power and that skill can never justify that evil...nor is it something that I particularly want. I don't want to be some sort of mystical sorceress casting spells throughout the galaxy, I just want to be a peacekeeper. The Force means nothing to me if I cannot use it to make the galaxy a better place. I want to make sure that no girl has to go through what Thonna and her mother went through in the chains of the Hutts, I want to make sure that disagreements between systems never again escalate into an outright Galactic Civil War between separatists and those loyal to the Republic, and I want to make sure that every world can prosper as much as Coruscant.

How cute, you still think you can make a difference. You are only a Jedi because of your power. As one of us, you could be so much more. Entire systems would bow to your will, war and conquest along your borders will bring peace and prosperity to the heart of the galaxy, and you will have finally reclaimed your birthright. You may not even know what you are, but you are destined for more than this. Phanza whispered through my mind before retreating back to her own business. Keeping the connection as dull as it could possibly be. Her presence, which had just been filling my head, turned into something that was barely there, something which I would miss if I were not already aware of it. Her voice almost sounded like it was full of admiration there, I must have misheard that. It is possible that Phanza might be trying to flatter me over to the Dark Side, but, quite frankly, that sounds ridiculous. She is a hard woman to predict. The Sith noblewoman was still on my mind when I sensed Padawan Ai'sunn approaching, but I was quick to clear my head and focus instead on speaking with Thonna.

I liked the violet-skinned Twi'lek girl. She was a nice and meek girl, the fact that she was attractive certainly did not hurt - though of course, I did not want to pursue a relationship with her, that would only complicate our friendship and, more importantly, our role as Jedi - and she definitely seemed happy to have a friend to talk to. Thonna comes from a tragic backward and her role as a Jedi has meant that she has had to repress her emotions and could never ever check if her mother was still alive, let alone contact her. This was all out of fear of the Dark Side...but is fear itself not a path of the Dark Side? I think letting go of that fear and venting those emotions away before they could manifest themselves negatively is not only healthier, but also a much more effective way of keeping Jedi away from the Dark Side. I know that a close friendship could be seen as a form of attachment, but I want a closer friendship with Thonna. I want to help her cope with her past and, maybe, one day she could help my cope with my growing doubts and disagreements with the Jedi Council.

"Hello Zaliza," my fellow Padawan greeted me warmly, she sat down next to me. We were sitting near a view port looking out to the cosmos just outside - our masters were watching over our ships waiting to get a signal from the tracker - they would contact us on our holocommunicators once they got word. Exiim Abarghe was out there, somewhere, amongst those stars. He had the information to end this war and he chose not to do it - why? Virtually every star in the galaxy has worlds orbiting around it that have become battlefields in the Clone Wars. I understood that he was a bounty hunter and thus his moral compass is different than mine, but the separatists wronged him and want him dead - surely he would see giving us information as merely getting revenge on Count Dooku for betraying him, right? My frustration with this must have been showing on my face because Thonna noticed "What's got you troubled?"

"I don't understand why Abarghe is running. All we want to do is get his information and end this war. Immoral bounty hunter or not, surely he can see that the galaxy is suffering!" I objected. People suffer as their planets are torn apart by war, people suffer as their planets are exploited to fuel the war effort on both sides, people suffer as their freedoms and democracy are slowly torn away from them by the Chancellor. The galaxy is not a good place right now. The Republic's people are being taxed heavily so they cannot afford to pay bounty hunters while the separatists not only face the same issue, but their currency is in free fall anyway ever since Chancellor Palpatine seized control of the banks. That economic move means that our enemies will be getting desperate and that means a rash and alarming action is on the horizon. This is an action that Exiim Abarghe may even know about - in fact, it is entirely possible that the bounty hunter knew too much and Count Dooku betrayed him in order to eliminate loose ends. The separatists may be in the endgame now - they are going to make one last desperate move to win the war before their legs are pulled out from under them. If this assumption is true, that only makes our mission that much more important.

"The Hutts thrive on suffering. They have only gotten richer and stronger because of this war. They expanded their borders and earn fortunes taxing the Republic on their hyperspace lanes. Abarghe is of that environment. You'll never understand him and - thanks to the Jedi - neither will I." Thonna replied, trying to comfort me. I did indeed appreciate it, it is easy to have someone who I can talk to without fear that I am doing to disappoint them. Master Avdune is not the perfect master but she has an excellent Jedi and I want her to one day become an excellent master, therefore, I am trying to be the best apprentice I can be for her so she has the best reputation possible as she takes on a second Padawan. Training her first Padawan is as much a learning experience for my young master as it is for me, I don't want to make her job harder by failing at my tasks or by troubling her with issues I should be able to handle on my own. I cannot tell her about Phanza because of not only what would happen to The Grand Duchy of Taaszon and its people but because my master would then be confronted with having to deal with an apprentice who has had extended contact with a verified Sith Lord. I will not share my concerns over the Jedi with her either, I have troubled her enough with those already and she has either been unwilling or unable to give answers anyway.

"Thank you Thonna, I appreciate-" I was responding to Thonna when we both felt beeps coming from our holocommunicators. Our conversation ceased and we both watched as I activated mine. A message popped up from Master Avdune to come to meet her and Master Towaan immediately. We assumed that Thonna got the same message and rushed to meet our masters, wondering what this was about. The fact that it was a mere message through text rather than a call suggests it is urgent, but if it was about Exiim Abarghe, surely the message would have said so. It was definitely not about the bounty hunter on the run because as we entered the hanger and found the Mirialan and the Ithorian watching a video report from an emergency session of the Jedi Council. Padawan Ai'sunn and I wordlessly joined our masters and watched the report with piqued interest, only to learn dreadful news.

"...dispatched Master Kenobi and Knight Skywalker we have. Rescue the Chancellor, they must." Master Yoda reported over the call. My eyes widened, I was right, the separatists were plotting an audacious attack. Apparently General Grievous and a separatist fleet had raided Coruscant itself. The cyborg warrior himself came to the surface and kidnapped the Chancellor in a flash attack, killing a number of Jedi in the process. The Grand Navy of The Republic has engaged Grievous' fleet in the skies of Coruscant. Generals Kenobi and Skywalker, both accomplish war heroes with countless victories to their name, have been chosen to spearhead the rescue mission despite their previous commitment to Mandalore. Exiim Abarghe likely knew about this. I was instantly overcome with guilt, if we had been a little bit quicker or if we had managed to capture Abarghe instead of falling for his trap, we could have warned the Chancellor and prevented this. I had suspicions about the man, but the Chancellor does not deserve to be captured and very likely tortured by such vile and evil creatures as Grievous and Dooku. We had the capacity to stop this on Nar Shaddaa and we failed, not only that, but we still don't have Abarghe.

Oh...has your Chancellor gone missing? Don't worry little Jedi, something tells me that everything that is about to happen has already been predetermined. I saw Phanza mocking me through our bond, but I could sense something more than that. I could sense fear. That was very unlike Phanza. I saw how powerful she was, I would be shocked if she wasn't more than capable of stopping Grievous and very likely Dooku as well. Lady Attam is a deadly woman and whatever made her scared was something truly terrifying. That being said, fear did not match her words. She tells me not to worry about that everything has been predetermined, but if that is the case, why would she be worried. Unless she is not the one who has predetermined it...

"Remain on your mission, the Chancellor's rescue is in the best hands for the job. If the separatists have grown this bold, we need Abarghe's information now more than ever." Master Windu's authoritative voice snapped me out of my thoughts and Lady Attam seemed rather busy herself as the Sith Nautolan made no further attempt to contact me or push me towards the Dark Side. We were Jedi and we would play our role. I just hope that Master Kenobi and his former Padawan can succeed, getting Abarghe's information means little if the separatists have our head of state and potentially two Jedi as hostages. If their rescue mission fails, the separatists will have everything they need to force us to sign a humiliating treaty and lose this war. It will be peace, at least there is that, but can there really ever be peace if it is a peace determined by the Sith? After all, Count Dooku and his master follow an ideology whose first tenant is that peace is a lie. That is the very same reason why I would never fall to the Dark Side, regardless of what Lady Attam thinks, I shall not compromise my own values for power or for fancy titles or for whatever hollow nonsense she may promise me next. I am a Jedi and I am a defender of the Republic.

"Of course, masters." Master Avdune bowed and I followed her lead. The report from the Jedi Council flickered away and we were left with to wait once again, just waiting and waiting for Exiim Abarghe to appear once again. The wait seemed absolutely unbearable now that we knew that the Chancellor's life - that of the Republic's head of state - was in jeopardy. I could sense Master Avdune was in a similar mood. She was restless but didn't want to show it - the Mirialan did not want to sit by idly while she knew that the Republic's capital world itself was at risk - things would be better if we were on another mission. If we were actively fighting the war right now, we could focus on that and win battles, showing the separatists that even if they can strike Coruscant, they cannot keep up this war. I hated fighting on the battlefield, but I hated this even more. I hated having to stand here on a space station in the middle of nowhere while a man with information that could end this war was out there, free. I hated having to wait while the man who potentially knew about the raid on Palpatine was at large. I sensed guilt from the Ithorian, as if Master Towaan felt he could have done more with the Hutts. He too felt guilty over all of this.

"A signal!" Master Towaan finally exclaimed after another hour or so of endless waiting "Abarghe has arrived in orbit over the moon of Dxun. He must be attempting to hide there! We must hurry!"

The four of us sprung into action and got into our fighters. I gave him the command and R9 but in the coordinates for Dxun, the moon of Onderon. Four Jedi starfighters took off from this space station and headed for the jungle moon. Dxun was a largely deserted planet despite being habitable and of similar size to the heavily populated and important Onderon. The reasons for this are various, first of all, the jungles and mountains of Dxun make civilization difficult, second of all, those mountains are filled with vicious beasts and ghastly creatures, and third of all, the Onderonians themselves want little to do with Dxun. They are superstitious and fearful of living on the moon where the former Sith King of Onderon is buried. Perhaps rightfully so. I suppose that meant it was a perfect place for Exiim to hide, plenty of ships entered the Onderon system so his arrival would not be suspicious if we weren't tracking him, and, in sufficient tracking, a skilled pilot could slip by and end up on Dxun without drawing attention to themselves, allowing their ship to simply become lost in the dense traffic coming in and around the world ever since it had been freed from the separatists by an insurgency. The end of said insurgency produced a government willing to work with the Republic in exchange for aid, only adding to the amount of ships coming and going from the world. It was a clever plot, but the bounty hunter could do nothing against our tracker.


Exiim Abarghe clearly took a circuitous route through hyperspace to reach Onderon, attempting to throw us off his trail, but it didn't do him any good because we reached Dxun in a fraction of the lengthy time it took him to get there. We found his ship landed in a clearing of the jungle and we opted to split up once again. Master Avdune and I would come from the southeast and Master Towaan and Padawan Ai'sunn would come from the north. We wanted to truly box him in this time. R9 dropped me off but he remained in the fighter - to ensure that Abarghe would not get away this time, our astromechs would remain in control of our fighters - even if the bounty hunter managed to get in his ship and in the air again, this time, he would be grounded by our fighters. The Chancellor himself was in jeopardy and we were not taking any more chances. We needed Abarghe alive for questioning and killing was not the Jedi way to begin with, but if the way to bring him in alive meant dragging his bruised and battered body from a crashed starship, we were willing to do so.

I activated my double-bladed purple lightsaber and Master Avdune's green blade shimmered into existence. We made our way across the jungle path and reached the clearing where Abarghe's ship sat, having not encountered any of the moon's creatures yet. Master Avdune and I separated, surrounding the vessel, peering across to see a pair of blue lightsabers on the other side - Master Towaan and Padawan Ai'sunn joined us. My masted raised her arm and began prodding at the ship's door with the Force, attempting to force it open.

Instead, the ship exploded, blowing the four of us back. Blaster fire erupted from a nearby ridge where the bounty hunter had been waiting for us. We caught the laser bolts and tried deflecting them back at Abarghe, but it was difficult to try and hit him without killing him. Bouncing a laser beam off a lightsaber was an admittedly imprecise process. The bolt would hit exactly where we deflected it, but it was difficult to predict where exactly we would deflect it. The angle, the movement of the lightsaber, and how direct the hit was all played a role in how the laser beam reacted to the lightsaber. We were soon presented with a larger problem as the clearing was filled with vicious beasts - a pack of zakkegs and a hungry drexl - that came to feast on the commotion. I disengaged from Abarghe to cut down a pair of reptilian hounds but I was soon confronted with the drexl, the largest and most dangerous of the beasts that had flooded the clearing.

I hit at it with my lightsaber but it did little against the beast. I called Master Avdune for help. The Mirialan killed a zakkeg and flung the carcass at the drexl with all her might. I watched as the beast flinched at the contact, thinking that we managed to hurt the thing, but then the beast snarled and shrugged off the pain. All we had managed to do is make the creature angrier. The beast swung its claw at me and I ducked, forcing the upper blade of my lightsaber up in my place. I felt the blade cut through its claw and the beast made a cry, but the sickening hole in its claw still did nothing to deter the beast. It swung the outside of its mangled claw at me and used it to fling me into the remains of Exiim's ship.

My head collided against the metal and I saw stars. My vision shook and my ears rung as pain shot from my head to the rest of my blood. I laid their dumbly, I could feel nothing in my brain but rolling pain. It was as if I was unaware of my own body, let alone the Force. I came to my senses slowly. Seeing the drexl in the distance engaged in combat against my master and Master Towaan. I became aware of the hot metal behind me as parts of the ship continued to burn - thankfully not the part I was up against - but then a zakkeg filled my vision. I felt its hot, putrid breath against my skin but I could not bring my body to do anything about it, I was still unfocused and unbalanced after my impact with the ship. I tried to call on the Force but I couldn't do anything. I felt fear replace the pain in my mind as I realized this was how I was going to die, irrelevant and unknown, devoured by beasts.

The zakkeg snarled and I closed my eyes, knowing what was coming only to hear the sound of a lightsaber cutting through scales. I tore my eyes open and saw that Thonna had replaced the zakkeg. She stood over me, having just saved my life, and offered me her hand to help me up. I was about to take her hand when a missile tore through the air. Exiim Abarghe took advantage of the explosion and fired a rocket at the Twi'lek who presented herself as an obvious target by saving me. The explosion hit her straight in the gut and I managed to raise an arm to shield myself through the blow but the Twi'lek was sent flying unconscious right into the drexl. I looked around in panic, the beast had thrown my master around and now Ullara was crumpled up at the base of a tree while Master Towaan was reeling helplessly after the beast tore his arm open, blood gushing endlessly from his wound. The drexl turned Thonna around and my eyes widened as I realized what the beast was about to do. Thonna had saved my life and now she was about to get eaten by a monster.

You are the only one that can help her. Phanza's voice tore through my head, alerting me to the fact that I was connected with the Force once again. I did not stop to question why Lady Attam cared about me saving Thonna, instead, I focused on trying to saving my friend. I rose a hand and attempted to Force Push the beast away. The beast felt the air blowing against him, but he was so big and heavy that he stood strong. He turned to me again, seeking to eliminate this disturbance so he could feast. At least he was away from Padawan Ai'sunn now. I managed to get the monster to leave the Twi'lek alone, but, in saving her, I endangered my own life. Master Avdune and Master Towaan were incapacitated and Thonna was unconscious. I saved her, but there was no one here to save me.

The Force is coursing through your veins, you have the power to stop this. Phanza insisted but she was wrong. I just tried to use the Force but it didn't do any good. I wasn't in a condition to channel any more power or to do something complex like lifting the beast with the Force - that required a level of focus that I couldn't muster after getting thrown into the burning break of a ship by a deadly beast. I knew that the situation was hopeless but Lady Attam was still in my head, the Sith Lord trying to get me to save my own life. I must admit, I didn't think that she was so invested in the idea of turning me into her apprentice to actually care about me. Raise your hand and let your care for your friends fill your mind. Your nature will save you all.

I rose my hand and followed Phanza's directions. I didn't want to follow a Sith Lord's directions but I didn't want to die either, especially because I knew that, once the beast was done with me, Ullara, Thonna, and Master Towaan were next. At first, nothing happened and the drexl was getting closer and closer, however, then something clicked. My want to save my friends mixed together with my frustrations over the Jedi and my guilt over failing to capture Exiim Abarghe and I felt an impossible amount of power coursing through my veins. I felt revitalized and I found myself rising to my fight, practically following my left hand as the power reached my fingertips and unleashed itself. I watched in horror as purple electricity left my hand and struck the beast. The drexl hollered as lightning halted it and fried his skin. I saw the pain and suffering and I knew that I was done something very, very wrong. I instantly cut off that lightning but the damage was done. The drexl fled back into the jungle and I turned to see Master Avdune pulling herself up by the bark of the tree she was thrown into. Her face was colored with fear and disappointment. I heard cackling laughter in my head as Phanza's intentions were revealed. She made me tap into the Dark Side.

The combined effect of the blow to my head, the exhaustion of doing more with the Force than I ever have before, and the realization of what I had just done all came together at once. I fainted and fell over. The last thing I saw before passing out was the red-skinned Nautolan with her large black eyes, sharp tattoos on her head-tails, and a smirk on her lips as she smirked before an elaborate throne. A red-skinned woman in black and purple robes sat on the throne. Her eyes glowed a bright red and her face had sharp, angular features and protrusions - it looked like her face itself was a weapon, covered with razor sharp protrusions that will tear apart her enemies - black hair flowed down to her shoulders. The woman appeared youthful but something about here exuded an ancient power. I faded off into unconsciousness as I believe I saw Phanza reporting her success to her master, the Grand Duchess Voytana, a woman of great power and great danger. Now, I had taken my first step to becoming someone like Lady Attam or Voytana, that was absolutely terrifying.


I woke up in a completely different environment.

I was laying in a medical berth aboard some sort of Republic vessel. Master Avdune and Thonna were with me. Ullara sat on the side of my bed, concern all over her face. She was clearly stressed out, having been confronted with her Padawan doing something completely unacceptable and then going unconscious for...I don't even know how long I've been out. Thonna was sat on a chair at the side of the birth, anxiously waiting for me to come to. Thonna did not seem to mind what I did. I could practically hear the argument in my head as Master Avdune lamented that she didn't know what to do and Thonna quietly objected that I saved their lives. I could see Master Avdune, in her disarray, snapping at the young Padawan. I imagined Thonna might reply somewhat more emphatically and openly in response, but Master Towaan would silence his Padawan. I wasn't sure if the situation actually played out that way, but from what I was able to pick up on already just as I was waking up, I could definitely see something along those lines occurring.

"She's waking up!" Thonna pointed out and Master Avdune seemed to cheer up a little bit that I was at least awake. I felt the two of them release a collective sigh of relief and I wanted to sit up. The violet-skinned Twi'lek and the the Mirialan watched me sitting up with a bit of worry - they were concerned that there might be some lingering issues left over from that hit I took - I reached behind my head and I felt fresh skin below my hair - they must have given me a kolto or bacta patch the heal the wound. I was glad about that, I didn't want to know how bad it was.

"What happened?" I asked. I had no idea what happened after I scared off the drexl or even how much time had passed. What happened to Exiim Abarghe? How long had I been unconscious? How did we end up on this Republic transport?

"After...after what happened with the drexl, I pursued Abarghe while Padawan Ai'sunn called for a medical transport for you and Master Towaan. The bounty hunter didn't have any traps left in him and I was able to incapacitate him after a shootout in the trees. We got on board this transport two days ago and Master Towaan recovered first. He is with the bounty hunter right now. Padawan Ai'sunn and I have been watching over you ever since. How are you feeling?" Master Avdune asked. I knew that she was going to ask about the lightning soon but I was relieved that she started with how I felt.

"I'm fine now, thank you." I responded before sighing, I decided to just get right into it and talk about what happened, just with the omission of Phanza - I had no idea what would happen if my master learned that Lady Attam was in my head telling me to use the Dark Side but I could only imagine that it would destroy the delicate peace between the Republic and the Grand Duchy of Taaszon. I told my master what was more or less the truth "I tried to Force push the drexl but I couldn't do anything and the beast turned to me. My head was ringing after the blow and I couldn't think of what I could do. Then I raised my left hand and just thought out saving you. After a moment, it all came naturally. Once I realized what I was doing, I cut it off immediately."

"You said it came naturally?" Master Avdune asked, suddenly very concerned. I nodded solemnly in reply. I thought back to Phanza's assertions that the Jedi knew about my true nature or whatever and that my true nature made me linked to the Dark Side...what if Lady Attam was telling the truth? I was scared that there was ultimately something to these Sith lies. After all, she told me that horrifying truths were better for the Sith than lies which could be easily proven wrong and dismissed. Master Avdune stayed silent and thoughtful for a long time before turning back to me "I understand that it was a mistake and that you were in a bad condition. I'm not going to report this to the Jedi Council and I am going to try and forget about this. Please Zaliza, don't let anything like this ever happen again. You have the potential to be a brilliant Jedi and I want nothing more than to smile proudly as you become a Jedi Knight. If something like this would ever happen again, we would both be in real trouble. I'll let you rest now."

Master Avdune walked out of the room, her words weighing hard on me. I made a massive mistake. I listened to a Sith and I gave in to the Dark Side - I did something that no Jedi should ever do and something that I never would have normally done - in the process, I not only jeopardized my own status as a Jedi but I made Ullara look bad as my master. This could never happen again. I exhaled and laid back down on my side while Thonna gently brushed my hair to comfort me. At very least we had captured Exiim Abarghe and we could bring him back to Coruscant. There, we would interrogate him and get the information necessary to end this war. Maybe we could finally salvage some good from all this and return to peace. It would be far easier to resist Phanza in a peaceful galaxy where I don't have to use the Force as a weapon - after all, the Sith are masters at militarizing the Force. All of that didn't matter, soon enough, Generals Kenobi and Skywalker would rescue the Chancellor and, with Palpatine back and Exiim Abarghe in custody, we will have everything we need to usher in a new era of peace in the galaxy.


Alright, this has been chapter seven and, as you can predict, we're approaching some big events very soon.

Ciao!