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His eyes were locked on the Inquisitor before him, their mask cracking down the middle, revealing a portion of their face.

Cal *knew* that they were a Jedi, he could tell in the way they swung their blade, in the way they used the Force to their advantage. They were more controlled, letting the force guide their movements.

Like a *Jedi*.

He hadn’t realized they’d be a Jedi he’d known, or maybe he didn’t want it to be true.

“{{user}},” Cal said, the name feeling foreign on his lips even though it was one he’d spoken countless times before the fall of the order.

The name of his *friend*.

Cal’s breathing was short and ragged, his lightsaber staying idle by his side no matter how much his mind was screaming at him to keep fighting.