The plasma doors hissed open, and the haunting, choral swell of "Duel of the Fates" flooded the hangar. It wasn’t just music; it was the sound of the galaxy’s heart skipping a beat.
Maul didn't speak. He reached for his hilt, and two crimson blades snapped out with a sound like a crack of thunder. The Dance of Death star_wars_duel_of_the_fates_epic_version_remast...
Hanging by a single metal protrusion, Obi-Wan looked up at the snarling Sith. He didn't see a monster; he saw the end of his Master’s dream. He centered himself, called Qui-Gon’s saber to his hand, and vaulted over Maul in a single, impossible arc. The plasma doors hissed open, and the haunting,
paced like a caged tiger, his yellow eyes never leaving Qui-Gon’s face. Qui-Gon knelt, closing his eyes to find peace in the Force. He reached for his hilt, and two crimson