Kraud stood close to the edge, gazing down in the abyss. He had never seen something like this before. The gigantic crevice seemed bottomless, and yet there were lights everywhere. Every light represented a soul lost, and a wake being held deep within the abyss. Located in the unknown regions, the planet was only known by those who lived in this particular path of the galaxy. Nevertheless, it was visited by thousands upon thousands of pilgrims, monks and those mourning their death. It was a place filled with negative emotions and death itself. Over time, the Dark side had slowly seeped into the abyss, slowly transforming it into a nexus of the Force. A nexus of the Dark side.
He had felt it through the Force. The raw power of the Dark side exerted by the abyss. It was a natural phenomenon, but that didn't make it any less dangerous for those who entered. The Whiphid had known about this place for a long time, but only as of late had he sensed the sudden spike in Dark side energy exerted by the abyss. Realizing that this was not something he could deal with on his own, Kraud had summoned his Padawan, Astra Calloway. Even for just two Jedi, this could prove to be a troublesome endeavor. But there were people down there unaware of the danger and the corruption. Beings that needed saving.
The white-haired Whiphid wasn't the only one who had realized the impending doom the cave would bring. It had not gone unnoticed to him how frequently followers of the Central Isopter entered the abyss. The Knight loathed their cult; worshipers of death and destruction who stood by and watched as those around them died. The fact that they were here confirmed his suspicions; something extremely bad was about to happen.
There was only one way to enter the crevice; the wooden cranes used to carry both people and cargo down into the abyss. He had considered going down there already, but had decided against it. No, he would wait for Astra to join him first.
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