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Originally posted by Stealth Moose
Which is still by itself an incredible point. You can shift the goalposts a bit, but it doesn't invalidate the feather in Ragnos' cap.

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Originally posted by Trocity
sidious stomps.

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Originally posted by AncientPower
I like how much dodging Az is doing.

Oh and the temples being dark side nexi has been false since their inception, they are focal points of Force power, that's it. Yavin IV itself was once a dark side nexus but clearly isn't anymore as of Jedi Academy. The only exception is Kun's personal temple, which requires no explanation

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That stopped further discussion. Dorsk 81 rose to his feet. "These temples were built long ago by the Massassi. We have learned," he nodded to Tionne, "that their original purpose was to serve as a focus for the energies that the Dark Lords of the Sith manipulated. We can use these temples for a similar purpose-but to serve the light side, to protect ourselves.
"I will go to the top of this temple and be the focal point for all of your energies. We will join together, some thirty of us bound by the Force."



Dorsk 81 tilted his smooth face up to the sky and held his hands at his sides, fingers spread. The stone felt strong beneath the soles of his feet, and he calmed himself, reaching within him for threads that he could spin together with the others.
Kyp and Kirana Ti, Kam Solusar, and all the other Jedi trainees-some he knew well, others he had barely met-also focused their abilities. Dorsk 81 recalled how they had banded together to fight Exar Kun, and now he felt the same invisible whirlwind surrounding him.
The new Jedi Knights joined together with invisible cords of light. The bonds were strong, reinforcing their skills from person to person. Dorsk 81 stood in the middle, the eye of the storm, where he could draw upon the Force, magnifying it with a strength greater than he had ever conceived.


His determination formed a crushing vise in his mind that obliterated the doubt-and before he could be distracted by other thoughts, Dorsk 81 reached out and grasped the threads of Force the other trainees offered to him. He felt as if he had tapped into a huge power source, an overload of energy that he channelled through himself without hesitation.
He reached upward with his hands, picturing the Star Destroyers in orbit: seventeen wedge-shaped engines of death bristling with weapons, loaded with more TIE fighters and assault troops. His thoughts soared outward, leaving the emerald jungle moon, and trailing behind his presence came a battering ram of invisible, irresistible Force that would be undetectable on any Imperial scanners. The Star Destroyers waited, overconfident, powerful-unsuspecting.
He found them. Touched them with his mind. They were huge, greater in mass than he had imagined; even so, he used the Force to push.
Dorsk 81 strained, touching the cluster of ships . . . but they proved immovable, too large. The Force held them, yet it could not do what he needed it to do. He tried harder.
He drew more energy from the others. He could feel the determination and controlled anger of Kyp Durron, the clean fighting prowess of Kirana Ti, the powerful deep knowledge of Tionne, the grim pain of Kam Solusar, the childlike wonder of Streen-and more. . . more. He took all of the Jedi trainees within himself, braiding the threads together, becoming a vast and complex set of memories, strengths, and skills. He reached deeper and deeper.


He pushed again, straining harder, abandoning all caution.
The Star Destroyers moved slightly in space, bucking and resisting-but it was still not enough.

Without a second thought, without hesitation, Dorsk 81 reached all the way down, drawing from the deep wells of the Force that the thirty gathered Jedi Knights had opened for him. He took more and more without restraint, hoarding it within himself, letting it build as he absorbed the full searing power amplified through the Great Temple, focused it through his body and launched it at the fleet of Star Destroyers.


The inside of his head went bright like a star going supernova behind his skull, and his consciousness rode along with the tidal wave of Force. He felt it strike the seventeen Star Destroyers, and they slammed backward like twigs in a typhoon. The shockwave flung the entire fleet far out, cast them helplessly beyond the fringes of the Yavin system, their computers fried, their propulsion systems wrecked, still accelerating from the storm of the Force.
- Darksaber