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     The last Sith acolyte crumpled to the deck with a metallic thunk , a thin trail of white smoke drifting up from the glowing saber wound on his neck.  Echoes of battle faded, giving way to the deep hum of lightsabers on the bridge of Revan’s flagship.     Taking a moment to regain her strength and focus on the Force, Bastila closed her eyes and breathed deeply.  The smell of smoke and ozone filled her lungs as she remembered her fallen comrades strewn behind her.  It seemed like only moments ago that her boarding party had boarded through a maintenance shaft on the Interdictor-class cruiser, with orders to assassinate the leader of th...