A BREATH OF night air from the open window lets a little electric chill fill the room. The electricity spreads, energizing the atmosphere in a way that makes Jaina’s hair to stand on end. A strange brightness shines at the center of the room, lengthening to the height && expression of a young man garbed in Jedi robes. He twinkles phosphorus with every move, his luminosity guiding heavier shadows to the corners of the room, which making the walls look as though they’re respiring around them.
The phantom addresses Jaina in a tone of silver that sounds both in her mind as well as in her ears. ❝ Do you seek the means to defeat your brother? ❞
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