Last Shot bowcaster Feat

Two more panels vanished with a whoosh. Han could make out wiring and some kind of toxic-looking fuzzy material shoved into a series of welded pipes. And then just smoky darkness. “Anytime now, Peekpa!”
Chewie growled, pulling something out of his belt.
“Grab on?” Han said. “To what?”
Swarrrrgkk-rah, Chewie muttered as he screwed an attachment onto the tip of his bowcaster.
Han cocked his head at Chewie. “To you? What?”
The last two floor panels on either side of them swooshed out of existence, revealing more wiring, pipes, and a gaping void below.
“Faka bratiiin,” Peekpa cursed. “Bataka.”
Chewie shook his head and wrapped a long furry arm around Han and Aro, pulling them against his huge body. Peekpa wrapped herself in a tiny bear hug around Chewie’s head.
“Gah!” Han yelled.
Chewie pointed his bowcaster up and shot a suction spike directly into the ceiling just as the floor opened up beneath them.
“Aaaaah!” everyone yelled at once, barreling deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Then the rope attached to Chewie’s bowcaster pulled tight and jolted them to a halt.
“Well,” Han gulped. “That was quick thinking, Chewie.”
“And here we are,” Aro said.

-Last Shot