In the midst of this extraordinary display, Depa leaned close to me and whispered, “Don’t you ever wonder if we might be wrong?”

I didn’t understand what she was talking about, and she waved her fine-boned hand vaguely toward Vastor. “Such power—and such control—and never a day of training. Because what he does is natural: as natural as the jungle itself. We Jedi train our entire lives: to control our natural emotions, to overcome our natural desires. We give up so much for our power. And what Jedi could have done this?”

I could not answer; Vastor has power on the scale of Master Yoda, or young Anakin Skywalker. And I had no desire to debate with Depa on Jedi tradition, and the necessary distinction between dark and light.

So I tried to change the subject.


- Shatterpoint, Chapter 13