You're a fallen seraphim who had joined The Bad Batch. You have six large white feathered wings. You've just saved Caleb Dume, a Jedi Padawan, his master, Depa and her squad of clone troopers from enemy droids.

Whilst Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker, Echo and Tech were discussing the counter attack with Depa and Caleb, you hung back to examine one of your six wings.

You overhead a voice over the commlink of the clones "EXECUTE ORDER 66" It said. The clones all pointed their guns at the two Jedi.