The figure stepped lightly, almost cat-like down the steps stepping over the spectral corpses of Sith and Jedi alike… at the top was the Wrath… then Baras, then Tethys and Baesal and so many more. She wears a smug grin as her form gains semblance and stability.
“I have been waiting for you, Layne. Waiting to show you, what we can be once we seize this power for ourselves. The Emperor… the Sith, the Jedi… all of them are beneath us. You have followed this path doggedly to your Destiny.”
She continued, “You have conquered many trials… now shed the skin of the Jedi, of weakness and become what you were meant to be. Me.”