The Dark Jedi Knight named Egri looked extremely grim. It was not as though he did not know how strict the hierarchy was within the Galactic Empire's military, but Thrawn's repeated, bizarre demands had forced him to navigate again and again, to make way again and again, until he finally flew into a rage.
Force navigation was already highly draining. After all those detours, Egri was exhausted and dizzy. To make matters worse, the other two reserve Dark Jedi Knights were not much help. They were weaker, and completing the navigation tasks Thrawn demanded was even more difficult for them. Egri could only step in himself, which was why he had erupted in anger.
Afterward, he had directly disobeyed Thrawn's orders and given the Navigation Department the navigation data leading to Celwis. If anyone else had done that, they would probably have been sent straight to a court-martial and shot!
But Egri was a Dark Jedi Knight, and his status within the Galactic Empire was different. He had originally still harbored a bit of hope, believing that as long as they successfully withdrew, the matter would simply pass. At worst, he would get a scolding.
However, when the jump was completed and he saw the Chiss territory fleet waiting in full battle formation near Celwis, Egri felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.
There were only two words left in his mind—It's over!
Assaulting the Fleet's Highest Commander, disobeying military orders, falsifying navigation data, and causing the fleet to fall into an enemy ambush—any one of those charges was a capital offense! Even his status as a Dark Jedi Knight could not protect him from such a death sentence!
The only thing awaiting him was the Judgment of the Inquisitorius!
But when Egri got