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TROS - 17 - Shield

Jul 17th, 2020
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  1. “The ritual begins!” the Emperor cried out, and the mass of followers surrounding them responded with a ceremonial chant so loud and deep it shook the very ground. “She will strike me down, and pledge herself as a Sith.”
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  3. The lightning in the cavernous cathedral intensified, reflected against her grandfather’s milk-blind eyes. She took one step forward. Another.
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  5. Thoughts shielded from the Emperor, she sent out her awareness, searching. There!
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  7. She just had to stall a little bit longer.
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