Nolan had practiced the use of his father's lightsaber since he was a teenager, and had received it. Now it was time to prove his skill in his third trial, sparring against a droid.

Nolan approached the practice arena, his master watching on from outside. Nolan bowed his head, waiting as the program loaded. He kept his eyes shut, meditating, using the force to tell him what was entering the room and where danger lurked.

He heard the door open. He felt the energy shifting around him, and when he leapt backwards, he had narrowly missed the swing of the droid's arm, the droid toting a lightsaber in hand. Opening his eyes, he saw that the droid held two lightsabers, one in each hand, with two arms free for the grabbing.

Nolan fought hard for thirty minutes, using both physical strength and mental concentration in fighting the droid. When the fight had ended, Nolan placed the head of the droid in his master's hands.

"You have fought wisely," his master spoke. Nolan nodded. The trial was complete.