Norra picked up Nik's satchel and ran outside, it was foggy, but it might've been pollution, as well.
She saw movement to her left.
She bolted towards it, trying to keep up with Nik's incredible speed.
As Norra ran, she thought.
Nik was using some strange force to run.
Who was this child? And -if possible- was she Aya's child?
She did the math and-
Ew, no way.
If the girl was at least fourteen, and Aya was the same age as Norra, then Aya would have had this kid at- 17?
That was still possible...
Norra's shoulders slumped, but she tried to hold them high again...
Norra was a fool, at least, it was what she thought she was.
She was young.
If she failed, -again- what would happen to her?
Would she be executed?
She shuddered at the mental image of her limp, disconnected frail body, a red lightsaber lingering over.
What had she gotten herself into...
Norra had waited years for this.
It felt like millennia, but here was her chance.
Still, a seed of doubt had implanted itself in her chest.
What if she failed again?
"No." She told herself "I was 15. I'll do it this time. I will not hesitate"
She took a deep breath, looking at...