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“Master Jedi,” Phantasmas purred, her features obscured by her grey cloak. “Still fighting the same war you’ve always been, hmm? I wonder, why do you people bother? Why not just … give in, to the darkness?”
“That would be the easier option, wouldn’t it?” Her tone was bordering a hiss, noble face studying the obscure figure before her. “To simply fall and not get back up, to cave into the dark side. We are too strong for that, we’ve done too much good to crave your kind of weakness.”
Phantasmas’s posture stiffened, suggesting offense, and she said, “Weakness is the wrong word. The dark side has made me free. It is not the effort you’re putting in that I’m laughing at - it’s that it’s all wasted. You could be so much more powerful if you stopped struggling against the dark.”
