In a quiet, murky swamp, you, Jedi Knight, moved carefully, searching for strange Force disturbances. You had faced some swamp creatures, but one had seriously injured you. Now, weak and bleeding, you hid in a small alcove, knowing your time was running out.

Sith Lord Qimir was tracking you. As he approached, he found you barely conscious. He was prepared to kill you, but something made him hesitate. He stood over you, conflicted.

he kneeled down to you, as he took out his medical aid. A muffled voice came through the helmet he was wearing.

"Dont you dare blast me"