"And this library really is wonderful! But don't you think it's a little wrong to keep hoarding all the books for yourself?" The Enchanter, Theodore asked the Spectre in a curious tone.
Han did not have high hopes in this situation—This was a being who had spent his entire lifetime to selfishly gather knowledge like some book hungry Scrooge. Someone like them wouldn't—
"Why is it wrong my boy? I struggled to get my books, these things are my private property!" The Spectre motioned to all of the floating tomes, spellbooks and scrolls available in the room. Their mood was growing darker. "Of course I'll finish all of you in the end for attempting to steal something of mine!"
Han's hand tightened over the energy saber but what exactly could this thing do?
