Originally posted by Nephthys
'Luke tucked his chin and managed to flip to his back before he hit the stone floor. Abeloth was on top of him, her flesh blistered and smoking, her remaining leg entwining both of his, her remaining arm wrapped around the back of his neck. She drove the still-sizzling stump of her amputated arm into his throat, catching him square in the voice box and pressing hard. The cartilage began to give. He pushed back with the Force, reinforcing his larynx and trying to throw her off.[b]It was no good. Abeloth had a dozen times the Force strength Luke had, and he could do no more than keep her from crushing his throat.
He tried to bring his knee up and found his legs incapable of moving. She straightened her leg, forcing his knee to bend against the joint, and something gave with a muted pop. He slammed a Force-enhanced knuckle strike into her side and heard three ribs snap … and remained entangled. She dug her nails into the root of his ear, then twisted, and his head erupted in pain. He slipped his deactivated lightsaber between their bodies and jammed the blade emitter against her stomach. He thumbed the activation slide and saw the blade shoot out the other side.'Well, it doesn't seem that it could mean strength in the Force to me. She isn't using the Force on him, she's crushing his throat. [/B]
Holy ****ing shit.
The prose from that story is just awful.
Nowhere near as good as the prose in A Thousand Sons, the Warhammer 40,000 novel focusing on Magnus the Red's immaculate Thousand Sons Space Marine Legion, for example.
No but really that prose was pretty ****ing bad.