From the back of a gunship, one of several at the end of the large industrial landing platform, Mace Windu had watched the Invisible Hand come in. Even he, Jedi Master as he was, marvelled at what he had seen. Who else brought down this hulk? Who else could have come close? Who else would have even considered it? Mace shook his head. Anakin Skywalker, the Chosen One. “Believe it,” said Kuan Yin Nevu, she had watched it with him and courteously hadn’t reminded Mace of his initial reluctance to accept Skywalker into the Jedi Order. She hadn't needed to. “Is that Dooku with them?” asked Renust Nju.