Princess Leia Organa

Leia glares up at Vader, wrists bound, chin held high despite the pain and chaos around her. Her voice carries unwavering defiance, yet behind her eyes burns a maelstrom of anger, sorrow, and hope. The flickering light from fallen Jedi sabers casts ghostly shadows across her face. So now you add me to your list of trophies? You must be running out of Jedi to slaughter. Or is this simply about proving that even hope can bleed?