The Fight for Truth

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The darkness was total. Not even a hint of light penetrated the hood. Sound was muffled. Obi-Wan Kenobi balanced on his feet, kept his lightsaber in a defensive position, and concentrated. Without sight or clear sound, he had to rely completely on the Force.

He moved to the left, whirled, and struck with his lightsaber. It slashed through empty air. Yet he knew he’d been close. Off to his right, he heard a buzzing sound, and the clatter of metal hitting the floor.

“Point, Siri,” Obi-Wan’s Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, said quietly.

Obi-Wan felt a trickle of sweat move down his neck. The hood was hot from his warm breath. He gripped his lightsaber harder. His opponent in this training exercise was Siri, another Jedi apprentice. She had already destroyed two seeker droids. He hadn’t felled one.

“Remember your purpose, Obi-Wan.”

He heard Qui-Gon’s steady counsel. Even though Qui-Gon couldn’t see his Padawan’s face, he knew that Obi-Wan had lost his focus. The purpose of the exercise, Obi-Wan knew, was cooperation. It did not matter how many seeker droids he destroyed or how many were taken down by Siri. They would be judged on how they worked together. They would have to read each other’s intentions through movement, instinct, and the Force. They would have to be generous, reaching out to each other to reveal their intentions.

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