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imagined them as Serra. He heard her labored breathing, saw her bruised body. He began to feel that same sense of desperation he had felt on Coruscant. She was dying, and he was the only chance she had. Either he acts, or she’s gone forever. Pressing down with his hands, a tiny electric shock flowed from them and into the rubber mats. "WOAH!" Malik yelped, falling back onto his ass. "Malik! You ok?" Serra asked, kneeling down next to him. "Yeah… yeah, I’m fine. I think that worked." "We should probably take a break; don’t want to push yourself too hard." "Nah, I’m good. Once more." Now with far more confidence in what he was doing, Malik practiced for several minutes with channeling Force Lightning. Soon, he was able to provide low-level shocks into the mats