Elvira blinked, suddenly nervous about this "O-Okay..." Somehow, her past had immediately taken hold of her head. She remembered her years training as a youngling at their beloved Jedi Temple. She remembered how they treated her like SCUM. She remembered the bullies who kept pushing her there, and how the Council had done nothing about it. She remembered the day she had left the order and how she was immediately exposed to the terror and injustice that the Jedi apparently were not taking care of. She remembered all the destruction, hopelessness, and disbelief she had gone through. She remembered the loneliness she had faced her entire life...
... and that was all the fuel she needed.
All this time, she wondered why the Council did nothing but be lazy bums in their fancy Council seats when there was too much work to be done. Why didn't they do more to be what they were supposed to be: peace keepers, justice bringers, beacons of hope. The question had riddled her her entire life and Elvira hated this.
Elvira felt herself overflowing in her rage, and she felt that same feeling she felt whenever she used the Force Choke... but this time it was so much more severe...
... ... ...
In a flash, after closing her eyes for just a second Elvira opened her eyes. She was on the ground, breathing heavily, she looked straight at a scene of two trees, one violently thrown off the ground and crashed into another. How many broken tree branches had she seen in front of her? Elvira lastly noted one of her katanas, extremely bult, lying on the ground in front of her as well.
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