Last Shot Strength Feat 2

He couldn’t get a clean shot, though. “Keep going, Chewie. Let’s see if we can—watch out!” Another droid came stomping out from an adjacent corridor, one of those walking-box-type models, blue sparks of electricity fizzling off its extended armatures. Chewie spun around, bashing the droid with one arm and then scooping it up with both and hurling it out into the courtyard, where it was immediately fried by blasterfire.