She had to go off instinct, and she could see the troopers were too eager to pull the trigger. Sweat dripped down her face, afraid of what could happen if she failed to pull this off. But she couldn't worry about it. Her fists clenched as she ducked to the floor, hands taking up the pistol and firing upon the two soldiers. The blasts hit them deadcenter, maikng them fall backwards and leaving their squad leader to stumble away from their corpses. Using the Force unintentionally, her second pistol flew to her left hand. She then turned and darted toward the balcony. Blaster fire whizzed past her and all she could do was hope she was right on her assumptions. She got up to the balcony's ledge and leaped up, her left foot hitting the air and landing on the small fence-like ledge and pushing off into the air. Everything was just a blur. She didn't know what came over her. Perhaps the adrenaline of a battle hit her. Maybe the A.I took control for a small while, afraid of losing its life if Crystaall died. She couldn't make it out of what was the true cause, but it was evident she was capable of such feats. In mid-air, Crystaall had managed to turn around and fire both pistols at the squad leader and his fellow troops who managed to chase her to the balcony. She lit all of them up, with the wind against her face and she could barely care to question how perfect her aim was. Then a moment later, her back hit harsh metal and she curled up, rolling backwards and the floor. The floor lifted up and she began to roll more as she then hit a wall with her back. Breath escaped from her lips with a large moan and a quick, heavy breathing. She blinked serveral times and then managed to look around. She had landed inside the Dragon Hawke, rolling up the ramp and hitting the opposite wall. R4 stood infront of her, his beeping was very excesive.
"Don't worry R4, I'm fine. Just a little winded right now."
Grey-Kast then appeared to her left with his hands against his hips and smiled. She could see a tear from his right eye, but she dismissed it. She knew already that the rodian cared for her life. How much her cared was another story.
"Lucky I got to you in time. We need to hit the Empire hard with a quick counter-attack."
Grunting as she slid her back up the circular wall, Crystaall stood up with her eyes wincing here and there. It was obvious she felt pain, but she couldn't rest. Not when the Empire had decided to strike with an intent to kill. The immediate intent to take control of this system, with no care for the lives that were lost.
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