Ahsoka staggered back as the veritable whirlwind of Force power and summoned winds from the seven exceedingly powerful Masters buffeted her. The winds began to lift her off of her feet, but she rallied quickly, and manipulated the Force to anchor herself to the terrain by using the trick Master Paratus had shown her earlier. She swiftly changed the dirt beneath her feet to quicksand, then hardened it once her feet and ankles had sunk into it. She was just in the nick of time, as the winds picked up speed, going from a minor gale to a veritable hurricane. She instinctively crossed her arms in front of her face and hunkered down as the winds began to lift boulders and to rip trees from the ground. If you had been looking, you could see a very faint, shimmering aura around her, and you would have noticed rocks and trees suddenly changed direction when they impacted the near invisible barrier. She called out to the Masters, in an attempt to get through to them, but to no avail. The young, but powerful Togruta thought grimly to herself, "I have little choice but to wait this out." She closed her eyes, and slowly began to sink into a meditative state.
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Star Wars: The Last Jedi
FanfictionWhen Order 66 was given, many Jedi were killed, many were not. This is the survivors story, of their battle for survival, and their struggle to rebuild. I do not own Lucasarts or any of the characters !
