Kael didn’t move. His reflection in the crystal showed not his scarred face, but the face of her . Lyra. The Padawan he’d abandoned during an Imperial raid five years ago. He’d watched her die because he was too afraid to reach out with the Force.
Zanna ignited her training saber—green, flickering. “It’s not real, Kael. It’s a test. The Knights of Fate texts spoke of these chambers. They show you what you fear you are.”
Kael looked at the crimson shard. He could feel it calling—a promise to never be weak again. No more running. No more guilt turned inward. He’d burn away the past with righteous fury. Star Wars Force And Destiny Knights Of Fate Pdf
The Echo smiled with Lyra’s mouth. “Then embrace it. Take the bled crystal. Turn your pain into power. The dark side doesn’t ask for courage. Only surrender.”
“I’m not fighting you,” she said. “And I’m not fighting it. Look again. What do you actually see in the crystal?” Kael didn’t move
Kael looked toward the jungle, where Imperial patrols searched for Force-users to break.
Kael stood. His hand trembled over his own lightsaber—broken, its original blue crystal cracked inside from the day he’d tried and failed to build it. The Padawan he’d abandoned during an Imperial raid
He remembered Lyra’s last words. Not “Save me.” Not “Why did you run?” But: “Live. And don’t let the dark win because of me.”
The Echo dissolved, not in violence, but with Lyra’s true face—peaceful, proud—fading into mist.
Kael forced his gaze back to the bleeding kyber. For a moment, only rage stared back. Then—beneath the red—a flicker. A hairline fracture of pure white. Unbroken light, trapped inside the dark.
Zanna stepped between them. “That’s not fate, Kael. Fate isn’t what happens to you. It’s what you choose to carry.”