I am not your kind, Vos said, his voice thick. I do not feed off vengeance. Truth was quiet. It did not need to shout or to demand. It simply existed. I am a Jedi.
Christie Golden
I am not your kind, Vos said, his voice thick. I do not feed off vengeance. Truth was quiet. It did not need to shout or to demand. It simply existed. I am a Jedi.