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The Neti glared at the man. He was intimidating, yes, but not enough for the small quiver that the Neti let show. He was afraid, yes of the things to come, and he seemed to have trouble hiding it at one o the most important time he could.
"As you must know, all sith, including you, must have been in my position at one point. Some handle it well and some don't. I am fearful, yes, of the things to come and the things you may do, as you described in your lst sentence."The Neti's voice cut out on him for a moment before he began talking.
"That is why I have come here, for you to teach me how to use this fear to my advantage, and for me to become powerful, just like you and your master before you."
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