No mercy

You reach out your gloved hand and begin to **** him. His body floats two feet above the ground, limbs flailing uncontrollably. As your fist slowly closes, his airways start to collapse in on themselves.

In one motion, you move forward and ignite your lightsaber—allowing his body to drop onto your skyward-facing blade. He lets out a soft gasp as the life leaves his body. Your sapphire blue blade flickers off, and the Padawan falls to the ground.

As expected, the noise attracts attention, and two more Jedi Knights rush at you with their lightsabers ignited.

You bring up your blade to parry both of their strikes, expertly keeping yourself turned toward both of them. As one charges at you, you sidestep and use the **** to send him tripping to the ground. You whirl your lightsaber around and slash through the outstretched arm of the second Jedi—who was about to attack you. His screams out loud as half of his right arm is chopped off, leaving a cauterized stump. As his friend is picking himself off the floor, you run into the newly disabled Jedi, blade first. You leave your lightsaber plunged into his chest as you spin around and throw your hands up.

The first Jedi is frozen in place, halfway through a lightsaber slash that was aimed at your back. His eyes are no longer filled with adrenaline fueled bravado. You see fear in his eyes...and it gives you strength. You forcefully push your hands toward him, and his body goes flying back. He flies through the air about twenty feet before his head hits a wall with a loud crack.

You make short work of the remaining traitors in the Archives. They were all Padawans—no match for you—and one old woman, Jocasta Nu.

Jocasta is standing behind a holoscreen, desperately trying to delete recordings and information so that no one could access it again.

"Goodbye, old woman," you say with no emotion in your voice. You throw your ignited lightsaber at her, with accuracy and speed that only the **** could bring. The spinning blade catches her in the throat, and her head and torso fall to the ground in two pieces. You raise your hand and your lightsaber hilt flies back into your palm.

As you make your way out, you switch on your comlink and pass an order on to Commander Appo. "Commander, I need you to send a squad over immediately to lock down the Archives and recover the data."

"At once, Lord Vader."