Saving idiot children from her family. That was oh so Anakin. Alema had been watching him for a while. Prouder than ever to be what she was, what she truly was. The Night Herald of Gorog doing what she was supposed to do. Leading her nest to victory in this pathetic excuse for a world. She'd offered to them to be joiners, even had her family sing in the minds of so many. Singing such beautiful songs. But the Solo's still vexed her. So focused. Even taking the mind of the Hapan Queen wasn't enough. But now Anakin...maybe she could do something to him. Something worse. Or maybe she could just kill him. Watch them fall apart all over again. But she would do it sensibly. From her vantage point above the battle she let her mind focus, and slowly slipped into the state that would allow an illusion of her to be all Anakin saw. It would look and feel real. Be physical in every way. But she would be safe
Her silver bladed lightsaber glinted in the light as she stepped into the fray eyes focused on the young Jedi hero. That's what Anakin Solo was after all, the hero of the younger generation of Jedi Knights, without the temper of the twins, without their tainted history. He was just always remembered as that light of the order. Oh? Perhaps killing him wouldn't serve the balance as well as all three of Leia Solo's children touching the dark side. Perhaps that would be Anakin's fate.
"Why do you hurt us Anakin?" she asked calmly, she held her lightsaber defensively. Not rushing to attack him. Not yet. She wondered if the young hero thought he'd killed in anger would he slip. Would the great Anakin Solo start a slow decent just like his brother. That would be so right for the Balance. "Your family hurt us, kill us, accuse us of so much darkness. Your family have ruined us."