Ibani grins down at him, meeting his stare. "The fourth form, Ataru, is known for its acrobatics and its spins. It's one of my favorites."

Ibani leaps down off the tree into a forward spin. Despite the size of the clearing, she's regularly covering the width of it in no more than two jumps. She spends at least half of her time in the air, and it's difficult for even Cassian's trained eye to follow her.

She's doing things the human body CAN'T do, not repeatedly and regularly. It's an able demonstration of just WHY Force users are so feared in combat.