He fought his way into the second tower against a steady rain of blasterfire, while at the same time defending his back. He buckled lofty platforms, ripping stormtroopers to their deaths far below. He used cloning rubes as flying bombs, turning the floor underfoot slick with spilled amniotic fluids. He peeled plates from the walls and sent them flying into clutches of stormtroopers too rime- consuming to confront head-on. Ruination surrounded him.

Chapter 21