“He’s... awake. I have no idea what happened, but one minute he wasn’t moving, then Satele Shan appeared and... then she died, or disappeared or something. Then the next thing I know, Sal shoots up awake!”
“You sure it was really him though and not Stoneheart? Because rumor has it they’re the same guy.”
“No, it was him. He recognized me, and said my name. But then... he sensed something in the Force. He said he hadn’t felt it in a long time, and before I could get him to explain, he ran off! Literally ran all the way from the space port to here, and I’ve been chasing him the best I could the whole time. What the hell could he want here?”
Jakito, Zar’kun, and I round the corner, and at the far end of the hall, I can see a large Sith Pureblood frantically banging on Korre’s door. I knew immediately it was Salazar Greshh, though he looked much different then the last time I saw him. He looked... healthier. Not like a corpse, but like his old self. He also now wore a Jedi Robe that was several sizes to small around his shoulders like a cape.
No words come to me as I watch the man pound on the door. I didn’t sense any anger in him, though I wasn’t sure if our old Force Bond was still intact.