Star Wars Rebels: Servants of the Empire: Imperial Justice

Star Wars Rebels: Servants of the Empire: Imperial Justice — page 7
Zare found himself grinning as he flew along the road It was a crisp cool morning Autumn would soon yield to winter on Lothal with the grasslands fading to pale green and then yellow He was in the best shape of his life and he'd earned the respect of his instructors instructors and his fellow cadets well except for Oleg But then Oleg's dislike could be considered another badge of honor The cadets reached the top of the hill that marked the highest point in the Easthills and they hooted happily happily from then on they'd be running downhill Chiron grinned at Zare who touched his knuckles to his forehead forehead as the cadets began to sing the final verse A salute to you from these cadets Assembled here to serve In many a fight we'll show our might And never lose our nerve Oh we'll lay them low from Old Lettow To distant Gardaji Our every story told for the glory Of our Empire's Army Cadets Sound off Currahee bellowed Huzzah Zare yelled back with the others I can't hear you 6