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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6353083/1/"We're just outside the camp. I wanted you to transform back here, so that you won't startle my clone troops. They might shoot first and ask questions later."
"You're like some kind of commander? And wait, clone troops?"
"Clone troops, the republic that I help protect ordered their creation to fight the separatist forces, led by the Dark Lord of the Sith. The clones are genetically modified to be naturally obedient to commanding officers. And the Republic senate assigned the Jedi to lead them." Aayla said as they walked towards the camp.
"Dark Lord… that's very familiar." Harry murmured. "I'm not too fond of Dark Lords. They tend to have enormous egos and awful speeches."
Aayla let out a beautiful laugh and sent a smile to Harry, remembering Count Dooku's theatrics. "Yes they do. I assume you have one in your world?"
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