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Delivering the Renegades, persuading the Guardians of the Whills, rescuing the faithful. What the Alliance and the Jedi Order accomplished was astounding. On such short notice, with unexpected results, together they persevered to free Jedha and the Holy City of the chains of the Dark Side. However, they were not finished yet. The Fanged Disciples remained, anchored to the hideous, withered temple they called home. But something else was afoot. The Jedi Master could feel it in each tremor of the earth, every breath of the air. She could sense it through each ripple in the Force. Energies of the Dark Side gathered. No, it was something more terrible than the Dark Side, and Leah feared for the worst.
Taking action, the Jedi was accompanied by several of her students. Castor Chume’da-Volante, a former Sith she plucked from Onderon and the reaches of the Dark Side. Since his defection and ascension into the Light, he proved to be not only a valuable asset to the Alliance but a close friend. There was also Fey Meraska, the girl she met on Kashyyyk. Although her growth with the Jedi came slowly, she was a promising and long-time student of Leah. She could not pass up the opportunity for continued experience on the field. Nevertheless, there was another: Horus Tempest. Another student of Master Luy, Leah recognized great potential in him. His connection to the Force was undeniable. She believed he may be instrumental to the coming battle.
Decked in her armor, weapons settled on her waist, lightsaber tight in her grip. The Jedi Master was ready. Ahead, the sanctuary of the Fanged Disciples loomed. Faceless statues stood before twisted pillars. Cracks and holes littered the cobblestone pavement leading into the temple. The courtyard was wide and expansive and cluttered with a congregation of armed, armored men. Blasters and swords, cowls and masks. They knew the Jedi were coming. How, Leah did not know, but she neither cared. One way or another, she was going to enter the temple. As she came to a halt a dozen meters from the flock, a brute of a man stepped forward. Beneath his mask, eyes burned into her own. She kept the stare before the man warned, “Turn back or die.”
Leah raised her chin. She imagined the three Jedi behind her shifted in preparation, waiting with anticipation. Her voice cut through the tension. “No.” Blue light burst from her lightsaber. The opposing men drifted towards them. The battle would begin.
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