The lights of hyperspace sped past the Aurora. The Corvette operated with a skeleton crew, having left Yavin shortly after the battle ended. The ship was defused with the Lightside. Two Jedi Master sat in constant mediation to combat the waves of Darkness from the Eternal. Even with the proper measure in place, that Mask, and its host were dangers. The Grandmaster joined their efforts. Alex would not allow the Mask to remain on Yavin. That thing breathed darkness like water from a stream. It would corrupt even the strongest if left long enough. The younglings and the Padawans could not be exposed to such evil…and it was evil…there was simply no other way to describe the artifact. Allowing the Mask to remain near the Order was foolish.
So, Alex ordered their guest taken off world. She’d offered Sevrin (@Sreeya) the chance to come if he chose to. Crix was not ready for this…despite how much she trusted him. No Knight would be asked to withstand this creature. The Grandmaster walked to great the woman she knew as Manat…the woman the galaxy knew by a different name…and the woman who wore that Mask. Her mind was locked shut. Her presence in the Force intentionally laid bare. Alex combined her efforts with the Masters on board. This ship belonged to the Light. She would have no tricks from The Eternal. Alex took a deep breath as she approached the cell.
Whether or not Manat kept the mask on was her choice. Alex was uncertain which decision the woman had made. Regardless, her voice was clear when she finally spoke. “How long have you been like this?” She dispensed of the introduction. There was no need. They’d done this dance once before. “Don’t lie to me.” The softness Manat had seen after Byblos was gone. Alex’s eyes were hard and her gaze steady. Grandmaster Voran had boarded this ship.
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