The Captain's mind is spinning, Evora looks to be in her mid-twenties, too young to have fought in the Clone Wars... unless the Mirialan woman was a Jedi Padawan. "I don't like to talk about it, but I learned a few things. And those jerks are about to regret that I learned them." Then Evora pulls a lightsaber from her armor and ignites it, she assumes a defensive stance her face gently illuminated by the yellow blade. She announces to the mercenaries. "Hello there. You might want to run."
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