2103, Outlook
"Their performance was even better than we expected." Standing beside the Priestess was a woman wearing a purple mask, with black wing-like ornaments behind her head and a long braid—Judgment.
"This is only the beginning, Judgment," the Priestess said flatly. "I vaguely remember Casares. She was merely an apprentice of average talent, and only barely became a Jedi Knight after more than ten years of training. As for Mas Ceren... heh."
She sneered, her tone dripping with mockery. "He was fairly capable. He had already been a Jedi Master for several years before the war. But once, while carrying out a mission on Nal Hutta, the mission failed and the person he was protecting was killed... He was depressed and went to a bar to drink. Then, for some reason, he found more than a dozen prostitutes to drink with him, and the next day, he fell to the Dark Side."
Judgment fell silent for quite some time upon hearing such an absurd story before finally saying, "Someone like that is too weak. Unable to hold onto his true self, whether on the Light Side or the Dark Side, he is a weakling despised by all."
"But he is the best touchstone for the children of Sky Squad," the Priestess said. "Originally, I had not intended to let them face Imperial Inquisitors so soon... But Operation Zero." She gave a bitter smile and shook her head.
"From my perspective, I do not oppose this operation plan. In fact, I strongly support it," Judgment said. "If the confrontation between the Duchy of Dawn and the Galactic Empire continues, it will likewise be a disaster for this Milky Way Galaxy."
"At least our goal is simple. Kill Darth Sidious!" At the mention of that name, the Priestess's eyes immediately filled