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The overthrow of the Republic is nearly complete. The Separist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor, Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer Kylo Ren. In turn, the Knight of Ren has groomed a lethal new First Order entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of their Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark side's victory with the Jedi's doom.

Star Wars: Legacy of the Force.

That's what he's for, Sara said, nodding towards the pilot. One of the flaws of the Resistance seemed to be that everyone, even subordinate grunt workers and janitors, knew a lot of important information. Couple that with mind reading, and it was pretty easy for the First Order to extract information from prisoners. 


Then let's not waste any time, Kylo Ren responded, stretching out a hand. The pilots face contorted, as if he were trying to squeeze away the pain. 


How did the Resistance know that the First Order was on Bespin? Sara demanded, clutching onto her black lightsabers as if it were a lifeline. 


(Chapter nineteen.)