Rassi wasn’t corrupting the Xah. There wasn’t a soul in the Silent Enclave who would agree with that appraisal but sitting within the center of a Force Communion, Rassi could see with peaceful clarity that what they were doing was far from corrupting anything.

Communicating with the flow of life wasn’t a sin or a crime, it was the reason the Force existed. Life sought out connection, sought out communication, even when words couldn’t reach across the gaps, life found ways of expressing itself.

The Silent Enclave had always taught her that imposing her will on others was bad and imposing her will on the Xah was unforgivable. 

All while imposing their will on her.

And she’d believed them.

Had internalized their message all while her heart yearned to speak with an listen to the currents of life which flowed through her rather than rejecting the Force at every turn.

Sitting in a circle with Solna, Nulo, and Moffvok though, she at last understood emotionally what her more reasonable thoughts had been telling her since long before she’d met Nix.

“It’s beautiful,” Solna said as Goldie’s interior faded away, replaced with the unfiltered light of the galaxy’s stars.

“It is what we are,” Moffvok said, speaking in Shyriiwook but clearly understandable in their shared mental space.

“It is what we protect and nurture,” Nulo said. Small Hutts don’t appear as particularly striking or noble figures, especially not with the Holonet’s insistence on using them as stock gangster villains everywhere they show up. In their Force vision, Nulo didn’t appear physically any different than she normally did, but Rassi could feel the strength of her spirit more clearly than ever, and saw not a tiny gangster but a fledgling with the soul of a true Knight.

“I could get lost in this forever,” Solna said. “But we need to deliver a message.”

“And who might you need to deliver a message too?”

Rassi almost broke the link.

Something vile had touched their minds.

In searching for Ayli across the galaxy, they’d stumbled into something truly terrible.

“You are not welcome here shadow,” Moffvok said, resolution more stern than iron in his voice.

“And what is this?” Paralus Stahl’s shade said. “A Padal Horizon Knight? I thought your kind were long extinct. Doomed to oblivion by your own prideful arrogance.”

“You would know all about prideful arrogance, wouldn’t you?” Nulo said with unflappable and unapologetic sarcasm.

“A Knight and a worm, how intriguing,” Paralus said. “Minds cast adrift seeking where they most certainly were not invited.”

Rassi wanted to speak too, but she knew she couldn’t manipulate the Force on the Lich’s level and didn’t want to give him any free openings.

“You will not bar us from our task,” Moffvok said, and Rassi had the sense of the Wookie standing tall before them.

“I believe you will find I will do whatever I wish to do,” Paralus said. “You should begin praying that won’t include snuffing your tiny flames out like the candles that you are.”

“You’re under the impression that we should be afraid of you?” Nulo asked, moving to stand beside Moffvok.

Rassi could tell that wasn’t only a gesture of support. Together Moffvok and Nulo’s presence eclipsed the fact that Rassi and Solna were present in the communion. 

Which meant Rassi was free to move into whatever striking position she chose having gone more silent than a whisper at Paralus’ approach.

“Whether or not you should fear me depends largely on what you were seeking,” Paralus said. “You were poking around in dark corners. If what you wish is darkness, then I would be delighted to show you the truths of the galaxy which those who refuse the Dark Side are afraid to acknowledge.”

“I’m afraid we’re not in the market for delusions and anxieties,” Nulo said.

“Then perhaps you sought pain, or your own destruction?” Paralus said. “I can offer those in abundance as well, though there is clay in you which could be worked into something far more useful than the shards of what you currently are.”

“What if the pain that we seek is pain that we’ll bring to you?” Nulo asked, which Rassi felt was a misstep. Threatening the Lich when they, likely, didn’t have the power to backup the threat had a hollow ring to it.

“I am far beyond pain, and far beyond loss,” Paralus said. “If you were real Horizon Knights you would know that though, so what are you?”

Rassi felt a weight pressing down on all of them as Paralus turned his attention to perceiving the interlopers in his domain he’d only barely noticed.

“What we are is the answer to galaxy’s disgust with you,” Moffvok said. “You’ve gone on long enough. It’s time for that to end.”

Paralus laughed at that. Not a chuckle, not a gentle laugh, an uproarious bellow of malicious mirth.

“By all means, yes,” he said. “This is too rare. Someone who honestly believes they can undo my existence. You know I could dismantle the craft you’re in, twist your bones until they’re dust, or simply choke the life from you, but none of those, not a one, will be as entertaining as watching you trying to make good on your ambitions.”

“Definitely not going to regret that one, are you?” Nulo taunted him.

“I never have before my dear little worm,” Paralus said. “So many who try lack the conviction I see in your friend though. Most of them tend to give up the moment they run into the slightest trouble. One little death among their numbers and they go scurrying away trying to hide from the darkness forever. And none of them ever succeed. Do you know why?”

“Because we all have darkness inside us,” Nulo said, sounding as bored as she could be.

“”Precisely. Darkness which we must use if we are to master it, and which we must master or it will serve as a gateway for others to master us.” Paralus was drawing closer to them as he spoke.

Because all of his banter served a purpose.

Rassi could see the trap he was leading them into and knew they had to break out.

Except that there didn’t seem to be anywhere to run. Paralus had engulfed them as Nulo and Moffvok spoke. The stars which had blazed so brightly were gone. 

And so was Solna.

Which was weird.

Rassi knew Solna hadn’t left her. She could still feel the touch of Solna’s hand in her own and knew the bond they shared was unbroken. Against the backdrop of Paralus’ cloud of darkness though, Rassi couldn’t sense where Solna was at all.

“So you’re not one of those people who think they’ve mastered the Dark Side, when it’s actually mastered them and turned them into a little twisted puppet?” Nulo said.

“I cut my strings long ago,” Paralus said. “One throat at a time. Tell me, how many rules do you live under? How much of your life is decided for you? How many choices forbidden simply because someone else believed they wouldn’t be ‘right’, or ‘just’, or ‘good’, or whatever lies they cling to in their fear of what an unfettered life could be like?”

“So you’re beyond fear then?” Nulo asked. “No concerns about another Dark Side user coming along and usurping the power you’ve stolen?”

“Power is always taken,” Paralus said. “Hiding behind childish concepts like stealing show how unfamiliar you are with the truth of galaxy. The rules you cling to are a trap to keep you weak.”

“And how weak do you think I am?” Nulo asked.

“Weak enough that you will never escape from here,” Paralus said and the shadows around them began to roil.

“I should hope not,” Nulo said. “I took a lot of effort to put together a prison that could hold you. And to keep you distracted while we built it.”

From deep within the cloud which had swallowed them, light bloomed forth in the form of dodecahedron in brilliant hues from across the spectrum.

“A trap? For me?” Paralus sounded profoundly grateful, which was exactly the tone he shouldn’t have been using from what Rassi could see. “It’s been so long since someone tried to trap me. Sadly, there is always a means of escaping these which so often escapes my potential wardens.”

“Killing me won’t free you,” Nulo said. “These bindings are complete within the Force by themselves. I’m not sustaining them at all.”

“Oh I wasn’t thinking to kill you to escape this quaint little prison,” Paralus said. He brought his hand up in front of his face and clenched his hand into a fist.

Around them the cage of light burst into filaments and shards before fading away into the darkness.

“You see the trick to freeing yourself from a prison of light is straight forward. All you need is power. Power is all that matters. You don’t believe that yet, and more importantly your Knightly friend doesn’t either. I think an object lesson is in order.”

Rassi sensed the blow that was coming and reached out to block it with the Force. With only her mind, she gathered up the shattered pieces of the prison and wove them together into a spear to pierce the spark of hate that had replaced the Lich’s heart. She was too new to manipulating the force, and too slow to lash out with the blow before it was too late though.

In the mind space, Nulo was lifted from the hoverskiff she rode and throttled by a tremendous force.

Moffvok roared as manacles of darkness weighed him down while Nulo’s life ebbed away. Rassi struggled to move forward, but the shadows had turned into tar and were pulling her down with every moment.

As Nulo’s mind went completely silent, Paralus cast the image of her corpse back onto the hoverskiff.

Except he’d missed something.

“Did that fill you with rage Knightling? Drink deep of it if so. You will need that power if you intend to face me.”

And then he was gone. 

Rassi broke them out of the link to find Nulo choking but still very much alive.

“That image, that was an illusion?” Rassi asked, understanding immediately what her senses had been telling her.

“Not the best one I’ve ever done,” Nulo said. “Thank the stars I had someone to help me with it.”

“You’re quite welcome,” Solna said

“Wait, where did you go?” Rassi asked.

“The same place you did,” Solna said. “The Enclave’s wrong about a lot of things, but the training we did in knowing how to hide really seemed to work there. I could barely perceive you at all.”

Moffvok growled and Nulo translated for him again.

“We were wondering if you’d managed to escape him entirely,” she said.

“I think we could have,” Solna said. “At least if we’d broken the mental link quickly enough but…”

“But nether of us wanted to leave you alone there,” Rassi said.

“Oh they wouldn’t have been alone,” Kelda said.

“And you all did quite well in that encounter,” Ravas said. “Thanks to you, we can mimic the Lich’s shadow now. That should prove to be quite help in bypassing the traps he has in place to protect his phylactery.”

“I’m more impressed that they drove him off,” Kelda said.

“We did what?” Rassi asked.

“He didn’t leave because he was done tormenting you,” Kelda said. “He could send beings working against him but he couldn’t tell where or what you were. The two of you terrified him.”

“And our two Horizon Knight gave him pause as well,” Ravas said. “He could have flooded this place with his shadows, but from how you stood your ground against him, he hesitated.”

“Why would he have been scared of us though?” Nulo asked. “My illusion aside, I don’t think there was anything we could have done to him.”

“If he’d struck you down then, you might have died, it’s true, but you also might have become more powerful than he could possibly imagine.”