Under the moonlight, Alderan academy was like a medieval castle with seven towers rising as if it wanted to be the tallest. The court was so dashing, calm, beautiful, and full of mystery.
For Halu, this place was hell. Especially the dark stone cold molted room where there was only the light of the torch and a bit of compassion of the moon, which sent a glimmer of light from the round ventilation holes the size of oranges that lined it. There is no way out for him. Even his abilities are useless now.
Even if he managed to escape from this rope, where would he escape from this hell room? He knew that there were many guards out there who were wary of his ability to 'disappear.' There was no longer an element of surprise and stealth that he had relied on for the last two years.
Was he maybe escaping through the ventilation shaft? Bah, he knew the shield was flowing through the hole. The same shield that had squashed him when he was trying to escape through the window earlier.
