Hora immediately stopped and stepped back. Sok, however, was still panting heavily, thick billows of black smoke pouring from his mouth and nose like an ancient steam locomotive.
He walked up to Arden-Lyn and said, "Just like we said! I'll go to Mos Eisley City, kill the Besadi Governor, and collect the bounty for you! Then I'll go get revenge!"
With that, he turned, walked over to the body of his brother Gorc, heaved it onto his shoulder, picked up the smaller Pic's corpse in one hand, and headed outside.
"Stop right there!" Arden-Lyn raised her voice and said coldly, "Did I say you could leave?"
Sok looked back at her, scarlet once more flooding his eyes. "Not enough money? Sok can go rob more! I am leaving! I will get revenge!"
With one hand on her hip, Arden-Lyn pointed her mechanical arm at Sok. "You think you can get revenge on the Imperial Inquisitorius? Don't make me laugh. You couldn't even beat those pathetic losers just now, let alone the Inquisitorius, where Dark Side experts are everywhere."
"No matter how many experts there are, I'll kill them one by one!" Sok bared his terrifying tusks.
"Become my apprentice. I'll make you stronger. Then you and I will wipe out the Inquisitorius together!" Arden-Lyn grinned, her smile excited and terrifying. "No, that won't be enough! I still have a score to settle with Emperor Palpatine."
As she spoke, she waved her mechanical arm. Palpatine had given it to her when she had first awakened from her slumber—and he had deceived her as well!
"Apprentice?" With a thud, Sok threw down his brother's corpse and strode up to Arden-Lyn. Standing over two meters tall like a giant, he completely overshadowed her. "Gamorreans never bow to the weak!!"
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