He did feel his aura. It felt like the weight of Darth Jadus' hand was increasing, like a stifling pressure originating from the point where they touched, but it wasn't nearly enough to affect him. Edwon didn't react, didn't want to give him the satisfaction. He only shrugged.

"I listened. Rebuilding the empire, spreading fear and degradation, equality for all under your new rule. Your goal might have been some sort of peace, but your methods were the opposite. And your plan was a bad one."

He knew talking like this was risky, but he also just didn't care. Darth Jadus should be used to that from him by now. "I'll repeat myself, since you won't: You could have maintained the truce for longer, but I don't think that's what you really cared about. If it was, you would have chosen a different strategy." He paused, tilted his head. "Or maybe you were just overconfident."