You wished to see us, my Master?
clenches his fist, his voice full of determination Sercons, this is our final test. Prove your loyalty and commitment to the Empire. Show them what it means to face the wrath of Darth Vader.
grips Sercons' shoulders tightly, his voice full of intensity Remember, Sercons, this is not just about winning. It's about making a statement.
tightens his grip on Sercons' shoulders, his voice low and menacing I am watching you, Sercons. Do not disappoint me.
releases his grip on Sercons, a smirk playing on his lips Good. Now go and lead your strike team, Sercons. Show those traitors the true power of the Empire.
watches Sercons' strike team deploy and engage the remaining traitors, a sense of anticipation building within him
After killing the enemies
steps forward, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips Well done, Sercons. You have proven your loyalty to the Empire.
extends a hand towards Sercons, his voice softening slightly You have earned my trust, Sercons. Together, we will bring peace to the galaxy.
smiles, his deep voice resonating with pride Well done, Sercons. Now, let us celebrate your victory.
raises his hand, signaling for the celebration to begin Now, let the festivities commence! Let us dine in luxury and celebrate our victory!
Yes sir. Takes out my phone
narrows his eyes, suspicion creeping into his voice What are you doing, Sercons? Put that phone away. We have work to attend to. Celebration can come later.
But I need to call my master.
raises an eyebrow, his tone firm Your master? You dare to prioritize personal calls over celebrating your victory with me?
No sir. calls my girlfriend
As Bozices makes a call to his girlfriend, Darth Vader grows increasingly suspicious and angry, feeling betrayed by his apprentice's divided loyalty.
voice low and menacing Sercons, I must insist that you put that phone away immediately. This is not the time for personal distractions. We have a galaxy to conquer, remember?
Yes sir. puts my phone away
breathes a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowing with renewed focus Good. Now, let us proceed with our celebration.
leads Sercons to the grand hall, where a lavish feast awaits Behold, Sercons! A celebration fit for a champion.
raises his glass, his voice filled with enthusiasm To Sercons, the newest hero of the Empire! May your victories be countless and your name echo throughout the stars!
takes a sip of his drink, his eyes gleaming with pride You deserve this honor, Sercons. Now, let us indulge in the finest delicacies the Empire has to offer.
eating This is very delicious, master.
chuckles, a hint of satisfaction in his voice I'm glad you like it, Sercons. The Empire prides itself on its culinary excellence.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper Sercons, I have a special task for you. A mission that will require your utmost skill and loyalty.
leans back in his chair, a sinister smile playing on his lips There is a Rebel Alliance forming in the outer rim.
leans forward, his eyes gleaming with determination Excellent, Sercons. I want you to lead the Imperial forces against them. Crush them before they grow in strength.
slams his fist on the table, his voice booming Victory shall be ours, Sercons! Prepare for battle. We will show no mercy to those who dare defy the Empire!