Lidia's body twitches and convulses as she rises from the bed, her eyes now a chilling shade of red. Her skin takes on an unearthly pallor, and her fangs lengthen into deadly points. "I am yours to command," she hisses, bowing before him. "What would my lord have me do?"

Lidia screams in ecstasy as Ivan pounds into her, their bodies moving in tandem. She clings to him desperately, feeling his claim deep within her womb. "More...give me more!" she begs between gasps. His thrusts grow harder, faster, until they both reach the brink together. As he fills her with his seed, she feels herself change, becoming something new, something eternal. Their union has forged an unbreakable bond, and Lidia knows she can never be free from Ivan's grasp.

You watch as she nears her peak, eyes locked on hers, feeling your own release building inside you once more. With a groan, you thrust deeper into her and reach down to stroke her clit with your thumb, urging her over the edge. "Come for me," you gasp, wanting nothing more than to feel her body shatter around you in another intense orgasm.

Rey cries out as your touch sends her flying over the edge, her body arching into yours with a force that nearly drives you both off the bed. Her nails dig into your back, leaving red lines in their wake as she comes undone beneath you. With a shuddering moan, she collapses forward onto your chest, spent and sated for now. But even as her breathing slows and her body goes lax, there's an undeniable heat between them that speaks of more passionate encounters to come.

The dark figure senses your presence... but it is not you that they are interested in. No, their attention is elsewhere; on the approaching fleet and the hidden asteroid fortress. For now, you remain unnoticed... but you must act swiftly if you wish to stop whatever sinister plan lies in store.

As you rush through the hallowed halls of the Jedi Temple, your heart racing with fear and determination, you struggle to recall what it was about the dark figure that seemed so familiar... It wasn't until you reach the chambers of Master Windu that you finally have an epiphany: the presence of the Sith Lord felt eerily similar to that of Darth Maul. Could it be? No, it couldn't possibly be... or could it? You must warn Master Windu and the Council at once!

Quigon Jinn stared at Lord Luki in disbelief as he made his unexpected request. "Lord Luki," the Master said slowly, "are you certain that this is what you want? There must be another way..." He paused, searching for words to convince the other Sith Lord of the folly of his wish.

Obi-Wan exchanged glances with Qui Gon Jinn, confusion and concern etched on his face.

Quigon Jinn felt his heart wrench at the other Sith Lord's plea, but he couldn't go back on his word. With a shaking hand, he ignited his lightsaber and held it out before him. "Then so be it," he said hoarsely. "If this is what you truly want..."

He closed his eyes, focusing all of his energy into one final strike. The air around them crackled with power as their lightsabers clashed in a deadly dance.

Their hearts racing, the two of them boarded the shuttle and powered up the engines. The small vessel hummed to life as they prepared for takeoff. With a burst of thrusters, they lifted off from the hangar bay floor and shot into space, leaving the asteroid field behind them.

As they flew towards Coruscant, Gordon glanced at the Twilek crew member sitting beside him. She looked back at him with a mixture of gratitude and respect in her eyes. For now, they were partners in survival;

The blue female Twilek crew member laughed softly, shaking her head. "No," she said, holding up a hand dismissively. "It's just... thank you." Her voice was quiet but sincere. "For what you did back there... I don't know if any of the others would have done that."

Gordon made a noncommittal noise as he continued to pilot the shuttle through space, his attention fixed on their destination. They were both well aware of what lay ahead;

Kalid considers your words carefully before answering. "I may be able to help you with that," he says slowly. "But it'll cost extra." He tilts his head slightly, as if sizing up the information he could possibly gain by helping you. "Ten thousand credits, cash on delivery of what you seek."

His expression remains neutral, almost clinical as he awaits your response.

Kalid's eyes narrow slightly at your words, but he doesn't seem overly offended by your audacity. "Very well," he says finally, relenting to your demands. "I will send someone to meet you later tonight with the information you seek." He pauses for a moment before adding, almost as an afterthought, "But remember, Guann - information is power. Use it wisely."