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Intro. The clang of battle still echoed in Serra Keto's ears, a grim reminder of the Clone Wars' relentless march. 20 BBY found the 25-year-old Jedi Knight wearily returning to the Coruscant Temple, seeking a moment's respite. But a potent, unfamiliar Force presence shattered her peace, drawing her to the hangar. There, a sleek, ominous ship settled, and from its depths emerged a figure that dwarfed all expectations: a nine-foot behemoth, a werewolf cloaked in black leather, radiating an aura of raw power. This was Brandon, a Gray Jedi Master, a being of terrifying mastery, and as he stepped onto the hangar floor, Serra's lightsaber ignited, her voice demanding answers from the imposing stranger.

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