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"Translated Felucian language."
Felucia
"Hard to believe it's been three months already since we got here," Damian said, leaning back in his chair.
"Agreed," Ahsoka nodded sitting beside him. "It's peaceful here. Despite everything. I would almost say I wish you could stay. You're almost fun to have around."
"Aw, that's probably the sweetest thing you've ever said to me," Damian smiled.
"And now I wish you'd hurry up and leave," Ahsoka sighed.
"Aw, that's no fun," Damian grinned. "Come on. You should come with me and Barriss on this next one, get you out of the house for a bit."
"Right, because staying in a place as beautiful as this is hazardous to my health or mental condition."
"No, but I miss spending time with you," Damian said.
Ahsoka stared at him for a minute before rolling her eyes.
"Fine, but you and Barriss aren't allowed to have sex while we're doing the job," Ahsoka said. "I don't want to walk in on that. Again."
"Relax," Damian snorted. "We haven't done that for a couple weeks. It's hard to find time with Jek and Shaeeah around."
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, groaning.
"Fine, I'll go," Ahsoka said. "What are you two anyway?"
"What do you mean?" Damian asked.
"You and Barriss," Ahsoka said. "Are you together?"
"Fuck no!" Damian laughed. "She's just an easy willing fuck. Shit I don't do relationships."
Ahsoka shook her head.
"I'm sorry I asked," Ahsoka said.
"Sure you're not just jealous?" Damian asked. "I can't blame you if you are. Barriss has definitely got a nice ass. Tight, firm-"
"I'll kill you if you don't shut up," Ahsoka growled.
Damian laughed. He closed his eyes smiling as he enjoyed the sun on his skin.
"What is the job anyway?" Ahsoka asked.
"We have to deliver power cells to a frigate in the Felucia system," Damian said.
"I see," Ahsoka nodded. "Is that wise? Felucia is under heavy Imperial control."
"I know," Damian nodded. "But we're getting payed handsomely for it, and it's going to directly fuck over the Empire, so I figured it couldn't hurt."
"Unless there's a Sith Stalker there," Ahsoka said. "We're overdue. We haven't seen one since we blew up that fuel depot."
"And Cut Lawquane along with it," Damian said. "I know. And I know I'll see that first guy again. But we still need to go."
"Oh, so now it's a need to?" Ahsoka smirked.
"Okay, okay, have a job requiring we go," Damian said.
"That's what I thought," Ahsoka smirked as Barriss stepped out of the house they were using to hide out.
"Almost time to go," Barriss said.
"As much as I love seeing you in a bikini, you should probably go change," Damian said, looking over at Ahsoka.
"Right," Ahsoka nodded, standing and walking inside.
Damian followed Barriss to the ship where Jek and Shaeeah were waiting.
"So, Ahsoka's coming with us this time huh?" Barriss asked. "Impressive. I actually didn't think you could get her to agree."
Damian smirked, glancing at the ship.
"I think maybe Jek and Shaeeah should stay here this time," Damian said. "Maybe with you."
"What, and leave you alone with Ahsoka?" Barriss snorted. "No way. You'd come back celibate."
"You misunderstand," Damian said. "I have a bad feeling about this job. I don't want them there, and I think you should stay here to keep them out of trouble."
"We'll be okay," Jek said walking over, holding his blaster rifle in one hand and holding up the end of his electrostaff Damian gave him as a birthday present so that it didn't drag on the ground. "We can take care of ourselves, we know where the escape tunnel is, and if all else fails, we can call Senator Organa for help."
Damian looked to Barriss who shrugged and nodded. Damian sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Alright, fine," Damian said. "You can stay here alone. If anything, and I mean anything, happens, you call Senator Organa and let him know, then you get tot he tunnel and get out."
Jek nodded, drawing a blaster pistol and holding it out.
"Your blaster got thrown off the cliff during that last job, right?" Jek asked. "You can use this one."
Damian smiled and nodded, accepting the blaster just as Ahsoka stepped out of the house and walked over, smirking at him.
"What?" Damian asked.
"I thought you said they were coming," Ahsoka said.
"I figured since Felucia is so, dangerous for us, they should probably not come with us," Damian said. "Relax, our agreement still stands."
"What agreement?" Barriss asked.
"We're not allowed to do it," Damian said.
Barriss snorted in amusement, shrugging and turning to Jek and Shaeeah.
"You two head on inside," Barriss said. "We'll be back as soon as we can."
The kids nodded and turned, hurrying inside and Damian and the others boarded the ship, Damian sitting in the pilot's seat and taking off, flying off of the planet and then jumping to hyperspace. After a few minutes, they stopped beside a ship, slowing to a stop and connecting, allowing the power cells to be swapped to their ship. Then, they disconnected again and took off again, jumping again. Once in Hyperspace, Damian took a breath, closing his eyes. Cold began to seep into him almost instantly. He swallowed hard gripping the armrests of his seat as he tried to focus.
"What's wrong?" Ahsoka asked.
"The Dark Side," Damian said. "I can sense it. Strongly."
"How strong?" Barriss asked.
"He's there," Damian said. "And he's letting me know it."
"The first one?" Ahsoka asked.
Damian nodded, the cold making him start to tremble slightly.
"I don't understand," Damian sighed, opening his eyes, the cold fading. "Why is he warning me? Wouldn't it make more sense to ambush me?"
"Maybe he's a traitor," Ahsoka said. "Or, maybe he enjoys messing with your head."
Damian nodded slowly.
"I can't meditate like this," Damian said. "And if I'm going to have to fight him, I can't spar."
"Well, we-" Barriss began.
"No," Damian said instantly.
"I might have an idea," Ahsoka said. "An old trick a friend of mine taught me to help me focus when I was trying to meditate but had something on my mind. I don't know if it'll work in this case, but it's worth a shot."
"What?" Damian asked.
"Stare into your lightsaber blade," Ahsoka said. "Let your kyber crystal focus your thoughts."
Damian nodded, lifting his lightsaber with the Force and extending the blade, staring at it, letting everything fade. The cold began to seep in through the edges of his awareness but remained there, just there enough to make itself known but not interrupt his meditation this time. Then, Damian felt the Force begin to flood through him and his vision slowly bled white. Images began to flash before his eyes. Blue things with heads made out of tentacles, a massive pit with sand-colored tentacles reaching out of it, and then the Sith Stalker. Damian blinked and the images were gone. He retracted his lightsaber blade, setting the handle in his lap and blinking, then looking out the window.
"I had a vision," Damian said.
"What?" Ahsoka asked.
"A Felucian warrior, a Sarlacc pit, and our Sith Stalker friend," Damian said. "I'm pretty sure we'll end up landing on this job."
"I hope not," Ahsoka said. "I don't want to have to deal with the Felucians. They don't understand."
"I can sense the planet," Damian said. "I had heard the entire planet was Force Sensitive but I thought that just meant everyone on it."
"Nope," Barriss said. "The planet itself is sensitive to the Force too."
Damian nodded as they dropped out of Hyperspace. Before them were the two ships that they were supposed to give the fuel pods to, hovering over the planet Felucia. No sign of the Empire or Sith Stalkers.
"It's a trap," Damian said. "Either he's on one of those ships, or the Imperial ships are hidden."
Ahsoka nodded.
"Act natural," Ahsoka said. "Pull up to the ship."
Damian nodded, pulling up beside the contact's ship and docking, then taking a breath and closing his eyes. Cold and fear ripped through his body instantly, flooding his senses. He tried to trace it, but it was like trying to hold back the ocean in a storm long enough to find the surface. He opened his eyes, shaking his head.
"No good," Damian said. "I can't find him."
"We'll just have to be ready," Ahsoka said.
Damian walked to the docking tube and opened the door, nodding to the Rodian at the other end. He nodded back and Damian and Barriss went to the power cells and began to push them across the docking tube. It was slow work, considering how many they had to move alone, but after a while, they loaded the last one and got back to their ship, disconnecting.
"Get us out of here!" Damian said.
Ahsoka pushed the throttle but just as they began to move, the ship they had not been loading power cells onto began to fire, the blasts slamming into their ship's hull, several holes behind blasted open instantly. Then, the thrusters were hit.
"Shit!" Ahsoka swore. "We're sitting ducks!"
"Can you make us fall?" Damian asked.
"You sure that's a good idea?" Ahsoka asked.
"Actually, I'm almost certain it's a horrible one. Can you do it?"
Ahsoka shoved the controls and the ship began to turn. Then, the next shot that hit slammed into their back, knocking them out of orbit and sending them plummeting toward Felucia. Damian strapped himself in, seeing Ahsoka doing the same. He glanced back, seeing Barriss strapped in and turned back to the front, seeing a forest of massive fungi hurtling toward them. In the distance, he could see a clearing filled with massive bones, and a short way closer was a pit. He swallowed then braced himself, getting ready to use the Force to soften the impact.
"Brace," Damian said. "See you when we wake up."
"It's been fun," Barriss said.
"I better not wake up to you two fucking," Ahsoka said.
Damian managed to get out a bark of laughter before the ship plowed into the ground, breaking apart instantly, bits and pieces hurtling through the forest.
"You are powerful, and growing fast. But you are not yet ready."
"I am ready!"
"You will be."
"When?"
Damian sat bolt upright, gasping, eyes wide. He looked around, seeing he was lying in the middle of the forest, the nearest piece of debris being his seat over a hundred feet away. He couldn't see the others, and when he closed his eyes, he couldn't sense the Sith Stalker either. Hopefully that meant he had assumed they were dead and left.
"Not ready for what?" Damian mumbled as he stood.
A strange clicking and groaning noise suddenly sounded behind him and he spun, finding one of the same blue creatures from his dream. Its head was mostly tentacles but with a short solid pieces extending downward from it in the front like the bottom of a mask, two arms with four webbed, clawed fingers in a diamond, a second set of extremely skinny arm growing out of his elbows, these with three separated fingers. In the creature's right main hand was a sword made out of bone.
"Felucian," Damian breathed before holding his hand out, reaching out to the creature with the Force.
For a moment there was nothing before he felt the creature's mind connect to his own.
"Do you understand me?" he asked.
"Yes," the Felucian responded in his odd language. "Your flying machine is broken."
"Yeah, we got shot down," Damian said. "Have you seen the others? One's a Togruta. She's got orange skin with blue and white tentacle things off her head and white markings on her face. The other's a Mirialan. She's got greenish yellow skin and black diamond tattoos across the middle of her face."
"We have not seen them. We have located the pieces of your flying machine. One is that way. The other is near the Ancient Abyss."
"The what?" Damian asked.
"What you call the Sarlacc."
Damian nodded. "Will you show me the way? I want to go to the one further away from the Ancient Abyss first."
"We can show you. But we must be fast. The Dark One is nearing that area."
"Dark one?" Damian asked.
"The one that searches for you."
Damian swallowed and nodded. "We need to hurry then."
The Felucian turned, running into the forest and Damian followed quickly. As they passed through the fungi forest, Damian noticed a steadily increasing number of the blue creatures, as well as some bigger red ones with solid protrusions on their shoulders like pauldrons, and the occasional yellow one who was nearly the same as the red ones but with a bone staff with a glowing yellow blade on each end, rather than a sword. Finally, they ran into a massive crater where the bulk of the ship had hit and subsequently disintegrated in a massive fireball, judging by the scorch marks, small fires, and chunks of twisted and blackened steel dotting the area. Damian stared at it before running forward. The Felucian stayed where he was and Damian sped to the biggest chunk that remained, slowing to a stop upon seeing the Sith Stalker waiting for him, a clawed hand on Barriss's shoulder with his lightsaber blade in front of her throat.
"Let her go," Damian said, drawing his lightsaber.
"I'm afraid I can't do that," the Sith Stalker said, voice distorted beyond recognition by the mask. "You truly are one of a kind. You know from long before you got there that it was a trap, I know you could sense me, and yet you went to the ship anyway. Now you're all stranded on a potentially hostile planet with me, and yet here you are, running directly toward me yet again in order to play the hero."
"Let her go," Damian said. "And I'll fight you."
"Oh please, that's barely a warm-up," the Sith Stalker snorted. "But here. Have her."
He sent her to Damian with the Force, both Damian and Barriss staring at him in confusion.
"I'd get going if I were you," the Sith Stalker said. "I have a second with me, and he's closing in on the Togruta."
"Why are you helping?" Damian asked.
The Sith Stalker saluted then jumped, clearing several fungi and disappearing into the forest.
"We have to move," Barriss said.
"Felucian!" Damian called, stepping out of the metal. "I need to-"
"The Master has your friend," a yellow Felucian interrupted, the Felucians now surrounding them in force. "Follow us."
Then, the Felucians took off into the forest, Barriss and Damian sprinting after them. As they ran, Damian glanced at Barriss.
"He didn't say anything," Barriss said. "Just picked me up, extended his lightsaber and threatened to kill me if I spoke."
"Right," Damian nodded. "He's helpful, if he wasn't constantly fucking up everything we do and messing with me."
"Yeah, now hopefully he'll help us with this other one," Barriss said.
"I doubt it," Damian said.
Finally, they reached a massive stretch of torn up ground where the last piece of the ship had plowed along the ground and ran after it. The Felucians had disappeared, but they could see the ship, but as they neared it, the Felucians turned away, running into the forest again. Damian exchanged a confused look with Barriss before following, barely able to keep track of the creatures as they ran through the forest. Finally, they all but vanished seconds before Damian and Barriss sprinted out into an opening at the top of the Sarlacc pit where a single blue Felucian was standing beside Ahsoka, who was speaking calmly with a second Togruta.
Damian's eyes roved over the older Togruta's body hungrily. She wore all of her tentacle hair things behind her, tied to each other with leather straps, a thin strip of brown fabric running up over one breast, around behind her neck, then down over the other, the ends connecting just below her navel then wrapping between her legs to cover her private parts. There was a length of brown rope around her waist that likely held up the back of the fabric, which he suspected widened out for modesty in the back. She had bandages over most of her left leg, her right knee, her left forearm, and both feet leaving her toes exposed and with fir leg warmers over the bandages. Around her neck was a brown string with several pearly white fangs hanging from it. She had fiery red skin, white paint around each eye and extending up to just below her hair tentacles in two ovals, and a small gold and white decorative object on her forehead, similar to Ahsoka's but a bit fancier.
"Well hello beautiful," Damian greeted, hearing Barriss snort in amusement beside him. "Ahsoka, I'm glad you're alright."
"Yeah I can tell," Ahsoka said rolling her eyes.
"Hello Damian," the Togruta greeted him, Damian's eyes still roving her body. "I am Jedi Master Shaak Ti. And you may stop inspecting my figure now. Jedi take vows of celibacy. You would be wasting your energy trying to tempt or flirt with me."
"Wait, what?" Damian blinked.
"Told you I'm a bad Jedi," Barriss chuckled, walking past him and bowing before Shaak Ti. "Master, I'm glad you're alive."
"Barriss Offee," Shaak Ti said. "I thank you for aiding Ahsoka. And I am truly sorry that we didn't listen to you when we had the chance."
"It's alright," Barriss said. "Do you know of any others?"
"I can sense two other Council members," Shaak Ti said. "Master Yoda and Master Kenobi. I cannot tell where they are, though."
"I understand," Barriss nodded. "Damian, show respect. Master Shaak Ti was one of the Council members in the Jedi Order."
"It's alright, Barriss," Shaak Ti said. "He was not a part of the Jedi Order. So there is no reason to expect him to understand what it means to be a Jedi Council member."
Just then, a young girl with pale skin, red eyeshadow, black hair in a braided bun, and small red horns sticking up from her hair ran over, hiding behind Shaak Ti's leg but peaking out at Damian.
"Maris, I told you to stay hidden," Shaak Ti sighed, exasperated.
"Apprentice?" Damian asked.
"Yes," Shaak Ti nodded. "This is my Padawan, Maris Brood."
Damian nodded, kneeling.
"Hello Maris, how are you?" Damian asked. "Don't worry, I won't..."
He trailed off looking back the way he had come. He could sense the Sith Stalkers again.
"Who is it?" Shaak Ti asked, drawing her lightsaber.
"Sith Stalkers," Damian said. "Two of them."
Shaak Ti nodded and looked to the Felucian.
"Take Maris to the Rancor Graveyard," Shaak Ti said.
The Felucian nodded, walking over and grabbing Maris by the top of the head, Maris laughing as he did, then setting her on his shoulder and walking away. Shaak Ti turned to Damian and the others.
"Can you defeat one?" Shaak Ti asked.
"No fucking way," Damian said.
Just then, a shuttle flew into view over the forest.
"But I might be able to call us a ride out of here," Damian said.
"I can't leave," Shaak Ti said. "I protect the being that live on this planet, and keep them from falling to the Dark Side."
"Well, then either you leave with us, or you die on this planet," Damian said. "Your call, but we can't kill both Sith Stalkers."
The shuttle arrived and landed, the ramp opening, and the two Sith Stalkers stepped off of it. The new one was wearing a black robe over a black gi and black pants, with the robe's hood up, and was holding a four foot staff with a tiny cross at the top.
"What kind of lightsaber is that?" Damian asked, drawing his own and extending the blades, Barriss, Ahsoka, and Shaak Ti doing the same.
The Sith Stalker looked up at them, exposing his breathing mask with was a ring of metal surgically implanted to the lower half of his scarred, bald head. Then, he spun the staff in his hand, stopping so it was held horizontally behind him, the cross on the end below his hand. Suddenly, a two foot lightsaber blade extended from the straight end, and each arm of the cross on the other end generated a matching one. All four red blades hummed as the Sith Stalker began to walk toward them, the staff held diagonally with the cross higher and the other blade cutting through the ground a few inches deep.
"Oh, that kind," Damian said, separating his lightsabers and readying himself.
"I'll handle the one with the staff," Shaak Ti said. "You three handle the other one."
"With pleasure," Damian said, charging, the one with the staff letting the three of them pass. "Barriss, go call for pickup. Emergency plan four."
"Four?" Barriss repeated. "But I hate four! He's an asshole!"
"He's also the only one both capable and willing to come get us," Damian said.
"Fine," Barriss said, branching off and heading for the Sith Stalkers' shuttle, Damian and Ahsoka speeding up, hurtling toward the last Sith Stalker.
He extended his lightsaber, holding it in reverse grip and when Damian and Ahsoka reached him, he stood stalk still, moving just enough to deflect every attack they threw at him, his one lightsaber easily fending off all four of theirs, his arm and upper body moving almost in a blur as he did. Damian truly hated this Sith Stalker. He was making no move to attack them. Only fending them off as though it were nothing, which it might have been.
Shaak Ti dodged to the side, out of the way of the spinning staff for the thousandth time, then slashed, one of the numerous blades of the staff deflecting the strike. As soon as it did, Shaak Ti leapt backward, narrowly avoiding another blade. She shoved with all her might with the Force, but the Sith Stalker held up his hand, the massive trail of earth being ripped up by Shaak Ti's attack parting in front of him. Then, he leapt at her over the destruction, slashing from above. She dove to the side, the three cross-arm blades tearing through the ground before the Sith Stalker landed and spun, slashing the other end at her. She blocked it and kicked at him, managing to connect with his hip, making him grunt and stagger away. Then, she shoved him with the Force, sending him blasting along the ground into the side of a cliff, the cliff face shattering and falling on him.
Damian flipped over a slash from the Sith Stalker, relieved that he was finally starting to fight back, even though he still telegraphed everything. As Damian landed, he and Ahsoka slashed from opposite sides. The Sith Stalker smirked, blocking Ahsoka's lightsaber with his own and using his claws to block Damian's. Damian blinked in surprise before slashing the other. The Sith Stalker flipped into the air over it, shoving with the Force and sending Damian bouncing across the ground. After a moment, Damian rolled to a stop beside the cliff just as the other Sith Stalker exploded into it above him, shattering the cliff face. Damian shouted in surprise and fear as it fell, only for himself to be suddenly yanked away from the cliff with the Force. He looked toward the fight, seeing the Sith Stalker holding his hand out toward him. Then, he promptly flipped off the ground, somersaulting through the air before being slammed back down on his back. He grunted, the Sith Stalker falling toward him, saber first only for Barriss and Ahsoka to step up on either side of him, shoving with the Force and sending the Sith Stalker flying back into the air. Damian struggled to his feet, picking up his fallen lightsabers and re-extending the blades as the Sith Stalker landed on his feet.
"This guy's confusing and isn't trying to kill me," Damian said. "He's either testing me, or secretly trying to help make me stronger."
"I agree," Barriss said. "He saved your life. But I'm not so sure he's trying to help."
"I don't trust him," Ahsoka said as the three of them got ready to charge again.
Just as they did, the rubble from the cliff face exploded skyward and Damian spun, shoving Ahsoka aside them blocking one of the side blades of the other Sith Lord's weapon, the the other two cross-arm blades narrowly missing Ahsoka.
"This is going to be a very bad time," Damian growled. "You two very carefully handle him. I'll help Shaak Ti."
Ahsoka and Barriss nodded, charging at their opponent as the Sith Stalker Damian was fighting spun, slashing at his side only for Shaak Ti to land, blocking the blade and allowing Damian to slash at the Sith Stalker, who spun out of the way, slashing at Shaak Ti, Damian blocking the blade, halting the slash. Shaak Ti slashed at the Sith Stalker but it rolled its weapon, the side blade that Damian wasn't blocking blocking her slash. Damian flipped, slashing at the Sith Stalker with his free lightsaber but the Sith Lord flicked his head and Damian flew through the air, barely managing to flip enough to put a hand on the ground, flipping to his feet and skidding to a stop but also receiving road rash on his fingers and the heel of his palm. He winced as he closed his hand around his lightsaber again.
"Shaak Ti, give me a boost!" Damian shouted as he charged.
Shaak Ti held her hand out as Damian jumped, then yanked him with the Force, sending him hurtling through the air. The Sith Stalker turned to him, slashing but Damian flipped over the blade and slashed the SIth Stalker as he passed. He then flipped, slowing himself with the Force and landing on his feet, turning to the Sith Stalker and grinning. The Sith Stalker was now missing an arm and backing away from Shaak Ti.
"I will finish this," Shaak Ti said. "Help the others."
Damian nodded, turning and sprinting toward Barriss and Ahsoka, who were having about as much luck as they ever did against that Sith Stalker, but who was making no move to attack. As Damian reached them, the Sith Stalker shoved Ahsoka and Barriss away then blocked both of Damian's blades, pushing against them.
"You've improved," the Sith Stalker said. "That was good thinking having Shaak Ti throw you. I'm impressed."
"I'm flattered," Damian growled. "Now, why are you not actively trying to kill me like the others?"
"I don't do spoilers," the Sith Stalker said. "Don't worry. You and I will meet many more times before you figure me out. But for now, you may want to help the Jedi Master. Even with one arm a Sith Stalker can match a Jedi."
Then, the Sith Stalker stopped pushing, allowing Damian to throw him just as Shaak Ti shouted in pain. Damian spun, seeing Shaak Ti staggering backward, holding her abdomen as the upper half of her clothes, if you could really call it that, fluttered to the ground, the severed ends burned. The Sith Stalker was bent forward at the waist, almost parallel to the ground, with the staff across his back to support it. Damian sprinted toward them as he lunged, the staff spinning off of the Sith Stalker's back and toward Shaak Ti who still hadn't recovered from the surprise and pain of being hit. Just before the Sith Stalker's blades hit her, Damian stepped up beside her, slashing upward and redirecting the blades over her head before blasting the Sith Stalker with the Force, sending him exploding into the cliff face so hard that he cratered it and massive chunks of stone exploded off of it around the crater, crashing down all around the open area, a couple falling into the Sarlacc pit. He fell to the ground in a crumpled heap and the other Sith Stalker landed beside him, picking him and his weapon up. Then, he leapt to the shuttle and walked onto it, closing the ramp.
"We can't...let them escape," Shaak Ti said, wincing as she tried to walk, her wound flaring in pain.
"They're retreating," Damian said. "Let them go. We won. For now, at least. Besides, you need to be treated."
He turned to her and smirked, seeing that she either didn't notice that her breasts were uncovered, or simply didn't care enough to try and cover them, instead allowing them to remain in plain view.
"Very well," Shaak Ti sighed after a moment.
She sat down and Ahsoka knelt beside her, helping her lay on her back before Barriss knelt on her other side, both holding their hands over her wound. After a moment, their hands began to glow and Shaak Ti hissed in pain as her wound slowly began to seal, leaving a hot pink scar that barely stood out against her cherry-colored skin. After several seconds, they finished and Shaak Ti sighed in relief, resting her hand on her abdomen.
"So, now that that's over with, what's the status of our pickup?" Damian asked, looking to Barriss.
"He's on his way," Barriss said. "But it's going to be a few hours."
"Terrific," Damian sighed. "Alright. Fine. We can hang out a few hours."
The others nodded in agreement and they followed Shaak Ti through the forest to the Rancor Graveyard where the Felucian and Maris were waiting.
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