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"Fish-faced Nautolen? What's your kind doing here, scum?" came a voice, watching Gul Junso from across the bar. The whole room silenced. It was quite clear that he was a Jedi, or a Force User. "What?" came the reply, with a cutting tone. His lightsaber was ignited and he advanced. A blaster bolt was fired. Deflected. And again. And again. Gul stood over the person. His blade entered the creature's chest, the searing heat burning through his flesh and bones. He then kicked him harshly to the floor, and strode out.
He walked down the streets of Coruscant, looking at the Sith Temple, where his own Jedi Temple was once situated. He'd lost all faith in the Jedi. He leaped into the air, jumping and hijacking a speeder, heading to the temple.
He walked down the streets of Coruscant, looking at the Sith Temple, where his own Jedi Temple was once situated. He'd lost all faith in the Jedi. He leaped into the air, jumping and hijacking a speeder, heading to the temple.