Time: 2011-2-92:26:46 Words: 2035
The Concorde tore through the atmosphere of the savage planet with flames all over its body, crashing heavily into the ground that was covered in yellow sand.
In fact, Cole had tried his best to control it, but he could only make the contact surface as large as possible when he fell to the ground. As for the rest, it was already beyond Cole's ability. After all, Cole's Force was not strong enough to control a warship.
Accompanied by a huge explosion and sand flying in the air. The world in Cole's eyes turned into darkness under the violent shock.
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As time passed, Cole groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
When he woke up, he found himself sleeping in a healing pod, and the surrounding environment was not inside the spaceship. He was a little surprised.
Abby was sitting quietly at the side. Her right hand was probably bandaged, and she seemed to be meditating.
There were clone soldiers guarding the surroundings, and a few clones were tidying up something in the ruins in the distance.
Cole quietly walked out of the medical pod, but the pain caused by the movement of his body made him scream uncontrollably.
Abby was awakened by Cole's scream. After ending her meditation, she found Cole's current state and could not help but feel a little happy.
"Master, how are you?"
"Don't worry, he won't die yet." Cole patted Abby's shoulder. Then, he began to size up his surroundings.
Although the air was a little turbid, covered in yellow sand, and there was no civilization, it was still a place that could temporarily survive. The distance from the star caused the light to be a little dark and the temperature to be a little low, but these were all acceptable.
"How are the losses?" Cole asked Abby.
Abby looked into Cole's eyes and hesitated a few times before finally saying,""The Concorde exploded, and many soldiers didn't manage to escape. In addition, there weren't enough healing pods and medical robots, and many of those who were seriously injured…"
Abby's words brought about a gloomy atmosphere.
Cole looked at the few remaining clone soldiers and sighed.
"How is the battle situation?" Cole asked again.
"When you were still unconscious, we tried to contact Master Kaliya, but we didn't get a response. However, from the information we have, Master Kaliya did not break through. The Separatist Alliance sent a few more warships.”
"So, there's no rescue?"
"I'm afraid so, Master." Abby's tone was a little solemn. Cole lowered his head and thought for a moment. He seemed to have grasped some vague feelings.
"Just you wait, Abby. There would be spaceships coming, even if they were not from China.”Cole said calmly, but it gave the people around him a sense of confidence.
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"It seems that my guess was correct." Cole listened to the report brought back by the clone and nodded.
Cole had pinned his hopes on the rescue of the Republic. With the Jedi's mindset, they would never do something that would be detrimental to the war situation. Cole was planning to steal the Trade Federation's spaceship. Cole had a feeling that they would definitely come, and it would be a few big fish.
However, everything was approaching the signs that appeared in Cole's mind. This was also what worried him.
"How many people came?"
"There aren't many people. We didn't see too many troops in the distance.”The clone scout replied.
Cole didn't say anything. Instead, he turned around and walked out of his hiding spot. His eyes were fixed on a few black dots that were heading toward Cole's location from the spaceship not far away.
Cole's lips curled into an inexplicable smile. This was a familiar feeling.
After a while, the figure gradually revealed its appearance.
" You really think highly of me," Cole thought speechlessly.
He looked at Dooku, who still had a white beard, and then at the person behind him. Cole frowned.
It was Dooku and his killer, Asaji Vendrise, who had been active in recent battles, so Cole was paying attention.
"Long time no see, old friend." Cole greeted Count Dooku in a friendly tone, but his eyes kept glancing at Dooku's right hand.
He had a mechanical arm like Anakin.
Seeing Cole's gaze, Dooku could no longer suppress his anger.
"Cole Sputon, we meet again.”
"Oh? What can I do for you?" Cole's tone was still as indecisive as before, testing Count Dooku's patience.
"Haha." Dooku smiled darkly." I'll return the gift you gave me last time with interest. I don't know if you're ready to accept it.”
After that, both sides did not speak, but the light swords in their hands lit up at the same time.
The clones behind Cole were now running towards Dooku's ship as per their original arrangement. Although they might not have the advantage in numbers compared to the robots, Cole trusted them without reservation, just as they trusted him.
He winked at Abby, signaling his apprentice to stall Wenventry. Although Abby's swordsmanship was only half-baked, she should be able to handle it.
However, Cole had underestimated the power of this killer. How could a person who could be active in the war for so long be easy to deal with? As soon as they exchanged blows, Abby was at a disadvantage. How could Abby be a match for the strange and ever-changing Vendrise?
However, even if Cole knew about it, he could only stand aside anxiously. With Dooku keeping him busy, Cole could hardly be distracted.
Cole was still injured from the collision, and his Force wasn't at its best. He couldn't compare to Dooku, who had won all the battles. Besides, Dooku would certainly study Cole's swordsmanship after the humiliation of his broken hand.
However, how could Cole not improve? As his understanding of the dark side deepened, Cole's usage of the Force became more diverse and complicated. His swordsmanship had also fused with his own style. It was sharp but exquisite, and it was no longer just a simple style.
Taking advantage of Dooku's delay, Cole decisively blocked Dooku's lightsaber in front of him. Then, Cole slowly brought Dooku into his own rhythm, just like Dooku did before.
Cole, who had temporarily suppressed Dooku, had the chance to observe Abby's condition.
It wasn't what Cole had imagined. Abby was already exhausted from dealing with the twin swords of Veneris. Coupled with her clumsy left hand, she was already in danger.
In the end, just like the scene in the prophecy, the red light sword stabbed towards Abby, who had no time to retract her sword and defend. Cole regretted his carelessness. He had always thought that it was Dooku's lightsaber, but he had not expected it to be a fatal blow from the one he had underestimated.
Regret, anger, fear, and other negative emotions filled Cole's heart at this moment.
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