Why would he want to revisit his torment over the death of Yaddle?
Why would he want to take up the burden of caring what Obi-Wan thought or felt about him?
Because it’s right.
Anakin groaned aloud. The thing he couldn’t get away from, the certainty within him, the essential truth he had learned through all his training at the Temple, that was what he could see now. He knew what was right.
He ripped the veil and felt the Force flood in with all its power. He realized that the Zone of Self-Containment had not allowed him to access the Force except at the most basic level, and he hadn’t even known it. Now he felt it grow.
Along with the Force he felt his emotions again. They came at him in a rush, as if they’d been held back and now were free to overflow. They bombarded him as cruelly as the laser cannons shooting above. He wanted to sink to his knees from the tide washing over him, all the emotion he had suppressed and hoped never to feel again.
“Anakin!”
His Master’s cry filled him.
He stood, drawing the fire of the droids and guards. He began to run. Explosives shattered the rocks behind him. Two droids on STAPs dived, shooting both blaster rifles at him, trying to catch him between them.
Accessing the Force, he tumbled through the gap between them, allowing the power of the blast to catapult him in the direction of his Master’s voice, straight into the dark pit of the gundark nest.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
One gundark had raked Obi-Wan’s back with its claws. Another had thrown him against the wall. His left leg was going numb. He had killed one gundark, mortally wounded another… but would more come? He was weakening. He was losing. He was trapped in the dark with the roaring, ravenous beasts, and he had no doubt he would be torn limb from limb. They knew they had wounded him, and they were circling in for the kill.
If this was where he would become one with the Force, so be it. Yet he would fight to his last breath to prevent it. He would prefer a less gruesome end than this.
Obi-Wan thrust his lightsaber into a gundark’s vulnerable neck. The blow made the gundark scream in agony and retreat. Obi-Wan whirled and retreated in turn as another bounded forward, its red eyes blazing with the scent of the kill.
Suddenly he felt the Force fill the cavernous space. A flash of light appeared overhead, and Obi-Wan heard a whistling noise. It was Anakin, leaping straight into the circle of gundarks, his lightsaber held in attack position.
When Obi-Wan had wondered if Anakin had abandoned him, he hadn’t blamed him. He knew their mission demanded that Anakin get to TyphaDor. But it had hurt him to think his Padawan could leave him.
How could he have held such a thought? Anakin would never have abandoned him. Anakin would never betray him.
Anakin landed on a gundark’s back. He plunged his lightsaber into the soft tissue at its neck. As the gundark thrashed, Anakin leaped down and, twisting to avoid a descending claw, slashed at the next gundark, cutting off two of its arms.
Anakin had given Obi-Wan time to take a breath. He was hampered by his leg and shoulder, but he was able to join Anakin, forcing the gundarks back toward the deep cave that had formed under the curve of the crater wall. Anakin took the lead, fighting brilliantly, his lightsaber moving to deflect as well as attack, his footwork always pressing the gundarks back while protecting Obi-Wan from another assault.
From another cave, three gundarks tried to outflank the Jedi. Anakin sensed them moments before Obi-Wan. The Padawan somersaulted into them, taking them off guard. While Obi-Wan dodged to draw the attention of the first group, he watched Anakin spring up amid the second group. One gundark lost a leg, another its sight. A third recoiled as Anakin slashed at its chest.
The gundarks piled back into the cave, howling and screaming from their wounds.
“Thanks for coming!” Obi-Wan shouted over the noise.
“Any time.”
There was a flash to Anakin’s gaze that he knew well. His eyes were bright.
Something has changed, Obi-Wan thought. Anakin is back.
“They haven’t given up,” Obi-Wan said. “They’re waiting.” He indicated his leg. “I can’t climb very well.”
Anakin activated his cable launcher. “Then let’s go the easy way.”
“There are gundarks nesting in the cave walls.”
“I saw them on my way down.” Anakin wasn’t troubled by the knowledge, that was clear. He grabbed Obi-Wan as if he weighed nothing and activated the cable.
They landed on a ledge that was free of a nest. Anakin activated the cable again.
“You planned the journey back as you came down,” Obi-Wan said.
They landed again, and Anakin activated the other cable line. “Yes.”