Denua Ku watched the pale Jeedai, and for a moment admiration almost drowned out the revulsion he felt at the notion of having abomination-machines like lightsabers touching one’s own flesh.
The pale thing fought with a savagery and speed unlike those of any warrior he had ever seen. And it was untrained.

[...]

Even if the Jeedai, too, wanted it dead, it was still an abomination. And it was the greater threat. It had to die first.

--Enemy Lines II: Rebel Stand