Avar stepped sideways, twisting her body, as another scav droid reared up, its insectile legs flashing like daggers. She whirled her blade in a circle, removing the tips of the droid’s front legs. It skittered wildly and began to slide away from her, its remaining grip inadequate, but she caught it with the Force, dragging it back toward her.

While she held it, still squirming, against the hull by her feet, she whipped her lightsaber around to slice through another, then another, as they began to converge on her position. Her shoulder was still smarting, and she had a bright, bloody scratch across her left cheek where one of the droids’ appendages had caught her off guard, but she felt exhilarated, too. Not in the wanton destruction, but in the act of defending both herself and others.


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