Kael smiled. “The Force isn’t just about power. It’s about knowing when to push… and when to pull back.”
“We don’t win by destroying their base,” Hammer told his Twi’lek second-in-command, Linna. “We win by starving them. Hit their nova crystal harvesters. Force them to pull troops back from their forward barracks.” Deep in the canyon, a lost Padawan— Kael Jarrus (level 3 Jedi, no lightsaber throw yet, per 2.0.0.4’s hero-nerf)—had been hiding with a handful of refugees. The Imperials knew he was there. They sent a full company of stormtroopers, supported by a single AT-ST.
Linna snorted. “Spare me the Jedi wisdom. Just tell me we queued up that airspeeder’s repair before we left.”
“Linna,” Kael whispered over comms, “I need you to distract the AT-ST. One rocket from your speeder bike squad. Don’t kill it—just make it turn around.”