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His voice brooks no room for argument. Potkin has no choice but to reveal her plan, and everyone in the room knows it. Her face contorts as if she’d swallowed a lemon, but parts her robes to reveal a dark, metal blade on her hip. She draws it in a single motion, and its edge catches the light of the mines.
You don’t immediately recognize it. And when you make a mental guess, it’s off the mark, even if it’s form and function is largely similar. But Ma’kis draws a sharp breath, and his eyes go wide. “That is a cortosis blade!”
“Where in the galaxy did you get that?” asks a bewildered Farr.
Potkin has the gall to almost look smug. “I’ll have you know that I prepared very carefully for this meeting. This will short-out Vader’s lightsaber for a few minutes. More than enough time for all of us to kill him upon his arrival!”
…somehow, you manage to keep your jaw from dropping.
<span class="mu-i">She’s…that can’t be all of her plan, can it?</span>
Darté actually looks like he’s about to have an aneurism. And barring Arana, who nods in dark approval, the rest of the Jedi sport similarly bewildered, incredulous looks at not only the weapon, but the self-assured expression on its wielder’s face.
<span class="mu-i">…oh, Sithspit. It actually is.</span>
“…that’s it?!” roars the grizzled general, voicing everyone’s collective throughts. “That’s your plan?!”
“Are you mad?!” demands Ma’kis, “Disabling his lightsaber would require us to get within engagement distance of Vader!”
Sia-Lan shouts, “It would be safer to set a trap-”
“But it makes enough sense,” interjects Arana, slowly nodding as his thoughts gain steam. “Even if Vader can call upon the Dark Side of the Force, there are nine of us to his one. And the Clones…no potential. The barest modicum of effort on our part could lift this entire platform, and crush Vader like the vermin he is.”
…but last you checked, the Chosen One wasn’t only a fancy title for Anakin Skywalker. His midi-chlorian count spoke more for itself on the battlefield and a mad talent in piloting star fighters.
What was it that Master Yoda was always fond of saying?
<span class="mu-i">“For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is.”</span>
…Skywalker might be one of the greatest duelists of the age (if not <span class="mu-i">the</span> greatest), but you still wouldn’t want to face him if it just came down to talent in the Force.
Grimacing, you reach for Nomi’s pistol, and fire straight into the air. Immediately, the rest of the Jedi quiet down, staring at you in unabashed surprise as you holster the weapon. “Cortosis can’t block a laser bolt, let alone a dozen coming at once from an elite clone fireteam. And I don’t think it can disable an interdiction field.”
Somehow, Potkin’s able to amplify the murderous look on her face. “Don’t get smart with me, Knight. Shadow you may, but-”
…screw it. You’re on a time table, and you don’t have any time to play nice.
(cont.)