A long time ago, somewhere at the edge of a galaxy far, far away, an old man was telling a man in armor a long, rambling story. "But this time, I was ready for the little brat! He tried to break in, and with my hut being made out of mud, he was trying to do it with a shovel. He didn't realize what kind of power he was messing with, though, so the shovel flew out of his hand! And, heh heh, when he wasn't looking and while I was safely inside, my garden hose 'mysteriously' rose up and sprayed him until he ran away! Ha ha ha. We ended up winning the competition, too, but the best part for me was the bit with that Dennis kid. I just wish I actually told him to get off my lawn."

"The Sith are slowly advancing. They could take this base in days," Revan pointed out. "What does this story have to do with anything?"

"Not much, unless we have a garden hose," Jolee said. "But I get the impression we won't have to worry about the Sith for much longer. There are much bigger things to concern ourselves with."

"What do you mean, you crazy old man?" Revan asked.

"Oh, come on. With all of your power, you don't sense it?" Jolee asked. "There's something coming that's going to do more damage than the Sith could ever imagine. And it's just about here. I just thought I'd lighten the mood before it hit."

Revan quieted himself and started to feel for what Jolee was talking about. Sure enough, he could feel it. A growing disturbance in the Force, devouring more and more in its path. "Is that Nihilus?"

"No, this feels different," Jolee said. "This isn't something we'll be able to defeat by waving our lightsabers around. This is something that makes me tell you that it's been an honor serving with you, my friend."

Moments later, the Nothing caught up to their base. On the plus side, it wasn't long before it reached the True Sith, either.