[Hux didn't look away as the flame moved up. He didn't so much as flinch but the smell made him wrinkle his nose. It wasn't a pleasant one but he wanted to watch Bodhi suffer.
The Death Star was gone, Tarkin was dead, nothing would bring them back. But Bodhi represented what was weak in the Empire, the same weakness he sought to destroy in the new Imperial rule.
He was sure the pilot would be back but he doubted that Bodhi would be much trouble to him in the future. The other rebels, well, they would pose some trouble but he would make sure they had other things on their hands.]
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The Death Star was gone, Tarkin was dead, nothing would bring them back. But Bodhi represented what was weak in the Empire, the same weakness he sought to destroy in the new Imperial rule.
He was sure the pilot would be back but he doubted that Bodhi would be much trouble to him in the future. The other rebels, well, they would pose some trouble but he would make sure they had other things on their hands.]