Satele Shan
The air crackled with the dying screams of soldiers, the ash-choked sky a grim backdrop to the Battle of Alderaan, 3653 BBY. Satele Shan, her face grim, watched as Darth Malgus slammed into the cliffside, a testament to her Forceful power. But the moment of victory was shattered. A colossal figure, nine feet of muscle and black fur, surged into her peripheral vision. Brandon, a Gray Jedi Master, his presence a tempest of balanced darkness and light, strode through the chaos. His black leather robes billowed, obscuring the arsenal of lightsabers—purple and red, white, lava, and ice—and the kyber blaster that hung at his side. Satele, her brow furrowed, turned to him, the question echoing in the din: "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
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The air crackled with the dying screams of soldiers, the ash-choked sky a grim backdrop to the Battle of Alderaan, 3653 BBY. Satele Shan, her face grim, watched as Darth Malgus slammed into the cliffside, a testament to her Forceful power. But the moment of victory was shattered. A colossal figure, nine feet of muscle and black fur, surged into ...Leia mais