Amara was relieved.
The resistance had won.
The First Order is dead.
Rey was ok.
She had felt her sister's light fade, but Ben Solo was able to bring her back.
For that, she was greatful.
She couldn't loose her sister.
Never her.
Amara winced in sympathy and pain as she watched Ben Solo fade into the force.
She allowed her sister to help her stand from where she was blasted out of harms way when Rey and Palpatine faced off.
They shared solemn smiles of relief as they stumbled to the ship, dodging the columns of stone as the planet was breaking down.
They didn't relax until they arrived back at the base and were in their friend's arms.
Amara watched as people cried, embraced, and kissed in relief and joy.
The order has fallen.
The galaxy would rebuild and remember this day.....
They were finally
FREE.