So I failed to talk the rebel doctor into graft a vibro knuckler onto my right hand. After surgery I spent some down time around Coronet to recover, and bumped into the mysterious old man again. He carried an urget personal message from Captain Sarguillo of the Village "...help us Enahs, you're our only hope...".
The village is under attack again! Direct attack this time. Dispite my hand injury, I reported to Captain Sraguillo immediately.
No sooner than I settling in my quarters, the Sith attacked, there're just so many of them. Blaster shots, blades, blood and limbs of the Sith and fellow students are all around us. May the Force be with us today. Many of my fellow students have fallen, but the rest of us held the defence and eliminated the Sith force to the last one. The village survived another day. However, my hand is now hurting badly, I must've bursted my wound on my hand.
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