(Chapter ten.)

Sara exited the dinky star cruiser and squinted through the fog at the figure waiting for her. It was that time of the morning when it wasn't yet dawn, but it wasn't dark out anymore either. It seemed like the planet was confused, maybe more so than she was.

Captain Phasma? She greeted uncertainty. Sara had only seen the woman without her helmet only a few times, and given the haze in front of her eyes, she wouldn't be surprised to learn she had guessed incorrectly. Aside from that, Supreme Leader Snoke would send someone as high ranking as Phasma just to collect her- she did not need a squadron to babysit her.

Unfortunately. Phasma's cut voice was unmistakable, even without the normal modulation from her helmet. Did you get what the Supreme Leader requested.