[TRB] Deflects and Reflects blaster shots from an entire pla

Alone in the middle of the battlefield, Kanan Jarrus ducked, dodged, and deflected the blaster storm directed at him. He seemed to know when and from where each bolt was coming. Jumping in the air at the right moment. Curving his body to the perfect angle, or slashing his sword just in time. More than a few troopers crumpled, recipients of shots that Kanan deflected off his blade. Without even engaging in hand-to-hand combat. This one man-this Jedi-was holding off an entire platoon of Stormtroopers.

Ezra stood there gawking, and the Wookiees, didn't fail to notice, either. They picked up fallen blasters and joined the fight, roaring rage.

Kanan would have none of it. "Zeb, Sabine, get the Wookiees out of there-time to go!"

Zeb pulled a couple of Wookiees back from the battle. "Everyone, into the container!" He went to help the limping Wullffwarrd, whose long, shaggy arm pointed toward the catwalk that connected platforms. Kitwarr hadn't been caught, but a Stormtrooper was getting close. Wullffwarrd bellowed in despair.

Ezra might not have understood the wookiee language, but he knew when a father was imploring someone to rescue his child. And Ezra was the only one near enough to do it.

While the others hurried toward the containers, Ezra looked at Kanan. Though growing fatigued, the ponytailed man kept up his acrobatic defense against the Stormtroopers. He had not flinched facing such odds. He was willing to sacrifice himself to save these prisoners, to save his friends, to save Ezra.