Again came the sound as the hooded figure's light saber came between
the clone's weapon and your neck, just in the nick of time. With
apparent ease, the figure bent the clone backwards again the ground,
pinning evil Obi-wan to the ground with his own light saber.
"How dare you meddle again in the dark lord's plans?" hissed
the clone.
"Never mind that," came the soft, measured reply.
"Where is the boy? What have you done with Ben Kenobi?"
"Fool!" the clone scoffed. "Do you think I would tell
you even if I could? You forget, clones' minds are often modified. I
have no information for you--WOMAN."
The last word, spat out as thought it were a disgusting, rancid bit of
meat, echoed in the hallway.
You turn to stare at the hooded figure. Who is this mysterious
woman?
SHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUCK!