Vin studied his features, he seemed truly panicked, he wasn' lying.
"You don't know the Empire like I do Vin, those troopers have recording devices in their helmets if you stay they'll get by killing every living thing! You need to come with me." Galen insisted. The kingdom is in danger I can't just up and leave!" she protested. "No, I won't go! I have to defend this city, assassins are coming after my fiends and the man I love. "Don't they have Science Fiction on this world," Starkiller asked, Vin just quirked an eyebrow, "Look Vin, I'll get straight to the point, I'm leaving this world and you have to come with me." "I didn't understand a single word of that." the Mistborn deadpanned. That weapon you're holing is called a lightsaber.
"Well my name is Galen Marek, I'm an alien from space and I brought my problems to yor doorstep," he began, "I'm a Dark Jedi on the run from the Galactic Empire. "Flattery won't help you here, not just who are you and waht was that about?" Vin replied sternly. The last trooper fell an Galen let ou a soft whistle, "Not bad Vin, thanks for the help."
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