"Gallagher," says Sienar, dismissively, almost reprovingly.
He extends a hand and targets a Fling on you. He rolls a +3. You are too distracted for a dodge, and rather importantly, have no counter-force powers.
Sienar's Force attack rating is 16.
He has the top level in Power of the Force, making it 17.
He has Assail, making it 18.
He burns Emotions into it, to make it a 20.
This makes the final Force Attack roll a 23.
Final Outcome is ten.
Outcome is maxed in Fling by the Force points he put into it. As he put 15 points in, that's not an issue.
Final damage is 32 minus your Strength, for 25.
Gallagher, you are propelled through the air as if a starship just hit you, and at high velocity slam into the collapsing ruins behind you. You collapse to the ground, broken.
Your Lightsabre falls from your grasp and clatters to one side, and a moment later flies through the air to Sienar's skeletal hand.
"That's for being a fool," he says. With another wave of his hand, you are yanked up, gripped for a moment, and then thrown pyhsically upwards into the air, to come crashing back down again in the middle of the area.
"But I admit that that one was just for my own amusement."
You stare up at him, Gallagheer, as another truth hits you. Weak in body,, but strong in spirit... his bodily damage, that you pitied him for before, is so horrendously extensive... anyone should have died years ago from that...
And he called you Gallagher.
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Ok, well, I am afraid you Jedi guys forgot about your target's superior mobility; letting her roam freely won't help.
As soon as she geta atop the expanding sphere she has a clear run, of a sense, back towards the lift. The first you notice of this is when she starts 'falling' towards the lift way above you...
... and the darts whirl around and make another dive at Roan.