Per'dra Yllari doubled over in sudden agony. Despite herself, she screamed. Even though Jedi were trained to resist and restrain such displays of emotion, she could not control herself. The excruciating pain she felt was not only that of the soldiers as they died, but also of Zarev as he cut them down. What was he doing, and why? Who or what was influencing him, if anything? The Dark Side of the Force was like a cold black fog, clouding her thoughts. As she knelt, it took all of her strength to call out through its netherworld to Zarev's mind:
Zarev! Are you still able to talk to me, especially of who is controlling you? Is it Voleran? If so, I'll take the risk of contacting him directly. For now, speak!