Through the Force, she feels the shock of the saber being knocked back by the rifle pulse before she can lay her fingers on it, but she doesn't have time to wonder if the crystal's been damaged.
He's forcing her hand. She's less willing to hurt him than he is to hurt her, but that doesn't extend to the rifle he keeps threatening her with. She reaches out once more, this time not for her own weapon, but his; she yanks hard on the Force, with as much focused will as she'd once used on an entire ship. It's overkill, but she doesn't care if she catches the thing -- it can go flying across the forest for all she cares. She just wants it out of the equation before any irrevocable damage is done.
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Through the Force, she feels the shock of the saber being knocked back by the rifle pulse before she can lay her fingers on it, but she doesn't have time to wonder if the crystal's been damaged.
He's forcing her hand. She's less willing to hurt him than he is to hurt her, but that doesn't extend to the rifle he keeps threatening her with. She reaches out once more, this time not for her own weapon, but his; she yanks hard on the Force, with as much focused will as she'd once used on an entire ship. It's overkill, but she doesn't care if she catches the thing -- it can go flying across the forest for all she cares. She just wants it out of the equation before any irrevocable damage is done.