Thirty years later — Year 600 After Coronation — Middle Sector 100
On a raised, stone-like platform overlooking the entire battlefield, Caesar sat observing a ground battle below from a seat that fully reflected his rank and prestige within the sector.
Behind him stood three individuals acting as personal bodyguards, each one being a Nexus State… and notably, all three were hired from outside the empire, not born from its own forces, none of of them was a wing master or even of those related to them.
"...A fine entourage you keep around you," Jabba remarked. Sitting beside Caesar, he allowed his gaze to linger on the three experts for a long, evaluative moment before muttering with his eyebrows lifted.
