Caris read quickly across the datapad as Elidan spoke. He was sort of getting used to the communication. “We do.” His words were resolute. He rubbed his eyes in thought. “The Darkside was not present on that world…at least not how I know it.” Caris frowned. “I’ve hunted plenty of Sith and not one of them felt like that.” He tried to stop the sigh that came and failed. He pulled out his datapad before fiddling with secure access. With a few keystrokes he sent an encrypted message to the Council explaining the basics of the situation.
“Look…Elidan…we both want to help these people, but we might not be their best chance. I’m beat to hell, and you just passed out.” His datapad beeped. Caris read the message quickly. “The Council requests we hold orbit and await further instructions.” Another beep. “They will be assigning further assistance.” Caris nearly dropped the datapad. “Oh shit…the Grandmasters coming.” He wasn’t exactly a fan of Alexandria Voran. The Shadows had work to do and she never seemed to be on their side.
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