"Let's go into some of these shelters," Yaddle said. At that moment, Yaddle felt a disturbance in the Force that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Even Cippa had noticed her change, as Yaddle froze for almost a minute. Cippa put a concerned little hand on Master Yaddle's clawed hand.

"Master Yaddle" Cippa whispered. "What's wrong?"

But Yaddle could not escape the feeling. It was close by. A flare, and then an absence in the Force. A death. She reached out, and could tell that Master Sun and Jedi Forte were safe, but they were affected, too.

"I'm all right," Yaddle said. She squeezed Cippa's hand.



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