By Drew Karpyshyn
20 years have handed for the reason that Darth Bane, reigning darkish Lord of the Sith, demolished the traditional order dedicated to the darkish aspect and reinvented it as a circle of 2: one grasp to wield the ability and go at the knowledge, and one apprentice to profit, problem, and eventually usurp the darkish Lord in a duel to the dying. yet Bane’s acolyte, Zannah, has but to interact her grasp in mortal wrestle and end up herself a precious successor. made up our minds that the Sith dream of galactic domination won't die with him, Bane vows to profit the key of a forgotten darkish Lord that would guarantee the Sith’s immortality–and his own.
A excellent chance arises while a Jedi emissary is assassinated at the bothered mining planet Doan, giving Bane an excuse to dispatch his apprentice on a fact-finding mission–while he himself units out in mystery to trap the traditional holocron of Darth Andeddu and its beneficial wisdom. yet Zannah is not any idiot. She is aware that her ruthless grasp has began to doubt her, and she or he senses that he's hiding anything the most important to her destiny. If she will declare the facility she craves, she needs to take motion now.
While Bane storms the distant stronghold of a fanatical Sith cult, Zannah prepares for her Master’s downfall through deciding upon an apprentice of her personal: a rogue Jedi crafty and cold-blooded sufficient to embody the Sith approach and to face beside her while she finally wrests from Bane the mantle of darkish Lord of the Sith.
But Zannah isn't the just one with the will and tool to smash Darth Bane. Princess Serra of the Doan royal kinfolk is haunted via thoughts of the immense Sith soldier who murdered her father and tortured her while she was once a baby. Bent on retribution, she hires a cruel murderer to discover her tormentor–and carry him again alive to style her wrath.
Only a Sith who has taken down her personal grasp can turn into darkish Lord of the Sith. So whilst Bane all at once vanishes, Zannah needs to locate him–possibly even rescue him–before she will be able to kill him. And so she pursues her quarry from the bleak depths of a ravaged global on the point of disaster to the barren reaches of a barren region outpost, the place the way forward for the darkish side’s strongest disciples could be made up our minds, as soon as and for all, through the ultimate, deadly stroke of a lightsaber.