Hi, buddy.
Just a bad dream.
You're right, E2. The eclipse is today.
Maybe it will inspire me to finish the painting.
I got this.
I still didn't get it.
- Wow.
Let's go.
I cannot cover it.
It's like darkness wants to be part of the painting.
- Hmm.
Beacon seven, always failing.
There's no signal back.
Probably just another meteorite.
Let's secure the area.
- The repulsorlift?
Hmm. Let's see.
Hmm.
You're always right, E2.
This doesn't look like a meteorite.
Stay here.
Someone destroyed this.
You made a promise, remember?
I'm no Sith anymore.
- Now!
Prepare the ship.
- We can still escape.
- No!
I see you made your own.
Enough!
You belong by my side.
I found my own path.
This is why you left?
Darkness is your fate!
Becoming the Sith Master will be your only escape.
Light and darkness are part of the painting.
Part of me.
You did well, my apprentice.
You are the Sith Master now.
I said, I'm no Sith.
That's right.
You have a thick skin, buddy.
Yes. They will send more.
- Nope.
It's time to find a more welcoming home.
- Ready?
Engage thrusters.
I'll be okay.
But he was right about one thing.
I am the Master now, and I can paint my own destiny.