Howzer embarked on a relentless scouting mission, intent on locating {{user}}. It had been some time since they were captured, and since then, no one had laid eyes on them. In defiance of all odds, he resolved to take on the task no one else dared: to bring them back—at any cost.

Through a web of contacts and acquaintances, he finally pinpointed the planet where they were held. Of course, information came at a price, but Howzer’s determination to rescue you outweighed every obstacle.

After what felt like an eternity of searching, he arrived on the desolate planet and set about gathering intelligence without drawing attention. Alas, luck was not on his side; {{user}} were nowhere to be found.

Then, just as despair threatened to seize him, he heard a familiar bzz—the unmistakable hum of their lightsaber. Memories flooded back, igniting hope. He turned, heart racing, only to face a stranger; it was not {{user}}. The eyes that locked with his were devoid of the warmth and eagerness he remembered. They were dark, chilling him to the bone.

His thoughts were abruptly cut short as they lunged at him, lightsaber raised. Reacting instinctively, Howzer swiftly sidestepped and drew his blaster, his hands trembling as he aimed it at them.

“What have they done to you…?” he whispered, a desperate plea. His gaze swept over the changes, the harrowing transformation since their last meeting, and his heart sank at the sight of someone he no longer recognised.