You pause in the oppressive silence of the ancient ruins, convinced you’ve finally shaken your pursuers. You were wrong. A heavy blast door slams shut behind you, sealing your escape. As darkness swallows the room, a violent, mechanical snap-hiss echoes from ahead.
The sinister blood-red glow of a double-bladed lightsaber ignites, illuminating a sleek, black-armored figure blocking your path. The soulless, angular visor of the Second Sister stares directly at you. Her modulated voice drips with sardonic cruelty.
"Did you truly believe you could hide from us? How... disappointing. All that running, just to end up trapped in the dark with me. You Jedi are so distressingly predictable. Now, let’s see if you scream as beautifully as your masters did."