Star Wars: The High Republic: Race to Crashpoint Tower by Daniel José Older

Author:Daniel José Older
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf, epub
Publisher: Disney Lucasfilm Press
Published: 2021-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Mostly, people in the streets had stayed away from Lula. She’d been scared—terrified really—about being alone out there. It hadn’t occurred to her just how used to her Padawan squad she’d become until she had to face down an enemy without them. But she quickly learned that the Nihil hadn’t come expecting much resistance; most traveled in groups of two or three, and once they caught a glimpse of her lightsaber, they gave her a wide berth and slinked off to hunt easier prey. There wasn’t much coordination to their attacks, either; it just seemed like a terrifying free-for-all.

Even at the detention facility, the two raiders posted out front scattered quickly as she approached. But this Tholothian woman, who didn’t appear to be a Nihil, was another story. Even as she retreated, hands raised, and put down her blaster, she looked like she’d somehow won.

“It’s okay,” the Padawan in the cell said anxiously. “She…helped me!”

Lula glanced over at him. Ram Jomaram, the kid who’d sent the message.

He was short, a year or two younger than her, and a bit of a mess, all in all—

still in grease-stained clothes, with his hair all disheveled. He’d had a rough night, of course, but Lula had the feeling this wasn’t an unusual state for the kid. The outpost Padawans really did lead very different lives than those more closely tied to Starlight or Coruscant, she realized. “You trust her?”

The woman leveled an intense magenta-eyed stare at Lula.

“Yes, uh, this is Ty Yorrik,” Ram said. “She has the Force! And that lady is Mantessa Chekkat.”

“You’re…” Lula looked at Ram. “She’s not a Jedi.”

Ty rolled her eyes. “We don’t have time for this right now. Let us go.”

She was right; they didn’t have time. But that didn’t mean they should just be letting criminals escape from jail, especially Force-wielding ones.

What if this woman was part of the attack? “Why is she in here in the first place?” Lula asked.

Ram shook his head, eyes wide. “I don’t…Lula, I might be dead without her.”

“Get out of the way immediately, girl!” Mantessa demanded in a haughty growl. The woman was middle-aged and dressed in elegant finery that spoke of important meetings and negotiations. Her tone was that of one who does not take being told no lightly. “This is no time for foolery.”

Lula stepped past Ram to face Ty directly and looked up into the warrior woman’s fiery eyes. Her mind was reeling. “You…you left the Jedi Order?”

It was more of a guess, really, but the way Ty’s face seemed to tighten ever so slightly made Lula pretty sure she was right.

“Listen, kid: any second a whole bunch more Nihil are gonna bust through that door, and it’s gonna take more than two Padawans to hold them off. Ram already told you I helped him, and you saw the mess these guys were in when you got here.” She nodded at the bedraggled crew on the ground. “There are a lot of things out there more important than your precious Jedi Order, and staying alive should be number one on that list.

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