Judgment nodded, seeming to appreciate Stila's view. She asked again, "What if the Galactic Republic Army lands? What will you do?"
"Of course..." Stila Gerrera began to answer without hesitation, but stopped before the words left her mouth. After thinking for a moment, she slowly said, "I can't tolerate Onderon being ruled by a Separatist robot! I will help the Galactic Republic! Bring down General Kalani!"
"Did General Kalani do something wrong?" Judgment seemed to have become a curious child, asking another question.
"It's dragging our planet into the abyss of war! It keeps conscripting soldiers and preparing for war! It wants us to bleed out our very last drop of blood in this war!" Stila Gerrera said loudly.
Judgment looked somewhat puzzled. "Shouldn't you prepare for war when facing an enemy invasion?"
"Onderon should never have become an enemy of the Galactic Republic! It was because Sanji Rush launched a coup and murdered the old king, Ramses Dendup, that the planet turned to the Separatists!" Stila said.
"But after turning to the Separatists, Onderon's population increased fourfold, its industrial output increased elevenfold, and per capita income increased threefold. Isn't that good?" Judgment continued asking.
"But..." Stila Gerrera wanted to argue further, but then stopped. She merely shook her head and said, "So we only need to save the people right in front of us."
"I like the way you think now, but from another perspective, it's obvious that you're merely running away," Judgment said.
Stila did not answer. She only looked up at the sky.
"Perhaps you will run from fate, but fate will not run from you," Judgment added.
"You're not a Jedi Knight," Stila Gerrera countered. "But you're more powerful than every Jedi Knight I've ever seen... Who are you, really? What did you come here for?"