The power feels too good, too awesome. Finally, Caldif could be as powerful as any other Jedi. Or Sith. Deep inside Caldif's mind, a soft voice tries to make him remember the Order, the Light, but the illusions of the Sith Lord slowly drown it, untill it is no longer able to make itself heard. Caldif slowly lifts his head, not even feeling the burns the blue energy left on his body, his eyes bloodshot. "Teach... me...", he bows his head, "... Master..."