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The Force was in flux and the imbalance could be perceived by all powerful Force users across the galaxy. As a healer especially attuned to suffering, Lena had to undergo many weeks of meditation to find tranquility. Darkness enveloped the galaxy and she had to find the light through it all to anchor herself back to her teachings.
While she battled her own fights within her mind, there was a growing shadow around the Grandmaster. No Councilor spoke of it, but they had all felt it. Grandmaster Voran’s perpetual self chastising and shouldering of blame for the multiple failures of the Jedi were impacting her far more than she likely realized. And so, Lena and the other Councilors called the Grandmaster to a session to speak with her about her state of being and to help her find the Light once more.
The Council chambers had several seats, but only a few would be occupied because of the heavy losses they all sustained. Hannibal Grayza’s quirky custom seat remained even though he would never sit upon it again. Lena sighed and closed her eyes, reflecting back on everything that had led to this point.
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