Skygge stood looking towards the night sky of Xa Fel, wore a concerned look on her face. "All is not right in the galaxy," she continued. "There are forces at work that I cannot pinpoint, but some it seems have turned their attention to us here. It may be that we will be invaded again."

"Now, I want you to gather the Six. Have them gather their apprentices into a shuttle. We'll leave a few of the most promising here to scout and harass whoever comes, if anyone, and to report back to me. These will be culled before destinations are given. Understood?"

Of course, all this was in all likelihood temporary, if everything worked according to plan. Soon they would be leaving Xa Fel for a new home, a home that had been lost to galactic history and charts for centuries if not millennia. Skygge had been there once, following the tracks of Asajj Ventress, who had been following the trail of Visas Marr, who in turn had followed the path of Revan. It had been a long journey, but they now had some places they could go where they would not be found, and from which they could base their operations.