"What is one life, compared to the lives of all?" Kell asks him. "Even if there is no peace for me, is not peace for my people enough?" But the crack of doubt is widening.
The droids are moving closer now, eight droids encircling the two of them while the droids more distant move into range. (And from the sounds they can hear, there are more coming. A lot more.) The invisible Jedi has stopped behind the encircling droids, not wanting to be in their line of fire.
It is Nomar Organa who snaps first, who breaks this standoff. "Open fire!" he orders the droids. But Ibani is ready with a force shield that can take the brunt of the fire if needed. As she anticipated, none of it is aimed at Ben, yet.
"My turn," Ibani announces. She calls the Force into her, manifests her anger into the universe as force lightning. A sphere of purplish lightning spreads out from her body, enveloping both Ben and any droids in range.
The metal of the droids' bodies blackens, tears, circuits and servos frying as the power of the blast rips into them. The Dark side is very good at destruction and Ibani is a master at Force lightning, with no living equal in its application.
The power rolls over Ben, but it does not harm him. He can smell ozone, feel an electric tingle on his skin, but nothing more. The Force will tell him that he is perfectly safe, that Ibani would sooner turn this power on herself than on him.
In less than three seconds, any droids still standing within the blast radius will be reduced to wreckage. Then, she leaps at Organa planning on taking the fight to him!
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Date: 2020-08-05 09:21 am (UTC)The droids are moving closer now, eight droids encircling the two of them while the droids more distant move into range. (And from the sounds they can hear, there are more coming. A lot more.) The invisible Jedi has stopped behind the encircling droids, not wanting to be in their line of fire.
It is Nomar Organa who snaps first, who breaks this standoff. "Open fire!" he orders the droids. But Ibani is ready with a force shield that can take the brunt of the fire if needed. As she anticipated, none of it is aimed at Ben, yet.
"My turn," Ibani announces. She calls the Force into her, manifests her anger into the universe as force lightning. A sphere of purplish lightning spreads out from her body, enveloping both Ben and any droids in range.
The metal of the droids' bodies blackens, tears, circuits and servos frying as the power of the blast rips into them. The Dark side is very good at destruction and Ibani is a master at Force lightning, with no living equal in its application.
The power rolls over Ben, but it does not harm him. He can smell ozone, feel an electric tingle on his skin, but nothing more. The Force will tell him that he is perfectly safe, that Ibani would sooner turn this power on herself than on him.
In less than three seconds, any droids still standing within the blast radius will be reduced to wreckage. Then, she leaps at Organa planning on taking the fight to him!