“It’s kind of fun to do the impossible.” - Walt Disney
This was not the best time for someone to hold back like she was. There was no question as to why the woman was not going to let him fall at her complex. The thing is, though that he was too stubborn to die. The big man has cheated “being one with the Force” more times than he could count. It was almost as if finally succumbing was insulting to him sometimes.
If… if others ha… have done it… I will… do… it!
Make no mistake, the more he fought, the more his body felt like it was going to collapse under its own weight. The more he pushed himself, the heavier his limbs became. The pain was excruciating but it was also inspiring because her warning gave him purpose. Not to compete with those who had reached that mythical level, but to prove to himself that he was doing the right thing. This was no longer a test, it was a quest. A quest to evolve and grow as an individual.
Was this going to be a success though? The weight, the heat, it was becoming too much too quickly, he was being pulled down until he finally stopped and fell to his knees. Vanagor could no longer hold himself up and fell to his hands, but before anything could be done, one of them was raised. Simultaneously the energy emanating from the big man was all but blinding in electricity and light.
NO! Not like this! I can do this!
Slowly, inch by inch the massive wanderer fought his way upwards. Gravity for the moment was his opponent, his enemy, and the massive wanderer was taking the fight to his opponent the only way that he knew how directly. It took what felt like forever every inch brought what felt to be exponentially more excruciating torture, the scream coming from it getting more guttural, but Caltin was back on his feet.
Matsu Ike