"Who... is this person?" Adi Gallia asked through gritted teeth, enunciating every word.
Darth Malthael merely looked at her and remained silent.
"If you tell me who this person is, I'm willing to serve you as my master! I'll do anything you ask!" Adi Gallia shouted.
Darth Malthael still said nothing.
"Tell me, you bastard!!" Adi Gallia was utterly furious. She suddenly leaped up. Even with her hands cuffed behind her back in Force-suppressing restraints, she lunged forward headfirst.
Darth Malthael lightly sidestepped. An invisible current of the Force gave a slight push in the direction Adi Gallia had charged, and the Jedi Master was unable to stop herself as she crashed into the table ahead. A deep gash opened on her forehead, blood pouring from it.
"Come with me. If you stay in the Galactic Republic, there's nothing you can do. As you've seen, this war is merely a civil war among the Sith. The Jedi Order? A very useful blade," Darth Malthael said flatly.
This time, Adi Gallia was truly tempted.
It was not that her faith in the light had been shaken, but because she realized that Darth Malthael's words actually made sense.
A Sith Lord who had corrupted Coruscant—what a terrifying existence that was. She could barely imagine it. And this person was very likely a powerful Jedi Knight. Did that mean even the Jedi Order itself had been shrouded in darkness?
No wonder Master Yoda and the others could no longer see the future of the Milky Way Galaxy. Because the future no longer existed...
On the other hand, if she followed this other Sith Lord before her, the Archangel of Death, perhaps she could break free of the Galactic Republic's shackles and, with a clearer perspective, find that terrifying person from another angle!
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