Gustav Klimt Kiss painting

it's the best lead we've had in—" "We have had thousands of probe droids searching the galaxy," Ozzel broke inangrily. "I want proof, not leads. I don't intend to continue to chase around fromone side of—" Abruptly the figure in black approached the two and interrupted. "You foundsomething?" he asked, his voice somewhat distorted by the breath mask. Captain Piett respectfully gazed at his master, who loomed above him like ablack-robed, omnipotent god. "Yes, sir," Piett said slowly, choosing his words withcaution. "We have visuals. The system is supposed to be devoid of humanforms…" But Vader was no longer listening to the captain. His masked face turnedtoward an image beamed on one of the viewscreens—an image of a small squadron ofRebel snowspeeders streaking above the white fields. "That's it," Darth Vader boomed without further deliberation. "My lord," Admiral Ozzel protested, "there are so many uncharted settlements.It could be smugglers—" "That is the one!" the former Jedi Knight insisted, clenching a black-gloved fist