Mace Windu merely looked out at the planet beyond the window, saying nothing.
Olegar had already grown impatient. He urged, "If you really are the Son of Haruun Kal, then you can undoubtedly solve the dreams here! I don't have time to wait here with you!"
"What is your purpose, mysterious race?" Mace Windu suddenly asked. "War or peace? Conquest or coexistence?"
Olegar floated before Mace Windu, blood-red, utterly cold flames sweeping around him. "My purpose has nothing to do with you!"
"I can sense hatred within you. Deep, unforgettable hatred," Mace Windu said. "I think we can help each other."
"Are you trying to threaten me?" Olegar asked coldly.
"No. Whatever your answer, I will go to Haruun Kal. It is my destiny," Mace Windu said gravely. "The Dream Sisters are the true hope of the Light Side. They are far purer than those people in the New Jedi Order. And sinners like us, who have long since fallen into darkness, need only clear away the obstacles for them... So, I need power!"
"Whom do you seek revenge against?" Olegar asked again.
"Against every force of the Dark Side in this Milky Way Galaxy! Darth Sidious, Darth Malthael, and the countless Dark Jedi Knights! They will all pay for their sins in blood!" Golden light flickered in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became incomparably savage. "Of course, that includes me as well!"
Olegar snorted coldly. "I'm afraid you don't understand. In my view, those twins do indeed possess limitless potential, but they have absolutely nothing to do with the light you speak of."
"No! That is true light! After the Jedi Order was destroyed, I thought about it countless times. Why did we fail? Why were we destroyed?" Mace Windu's tone became fanatical. "Because we were not pure