Chapter 3
The droid who had been his sole continuous companion for most of his life was sitting in a jump seat at the rear of the cockpit, strapped carefully in place. Familiar distortions played across his metal skin and features as he activated the holoprojectors that made him unique. The appearance of a hardened human warrior took form in the droid's seat. Dressed in the familiar browns of the hated Jedi, he possessed high cheekbones and a strong, broken nose. His eyes were deeply recessed and revealed none of his thoughts.
Another display of PROXY's holo-projection system, and it's also noted that the droid is unique in this regard.
Nar Shaddaa, aka The Smuggler's Moon, the Vertical City, or even Little Coruscant: the apprentice had never been there before, but he had learned as much as he could from history and other educational holos. Its criminal classes and extensive underground networks were famous across the galaxy, with lowlifes by the tens of thousands flocking there in search of ill-gotten fortunes. Although dwarfed by noisome Nal Hutta, the large planet it orbited, it outshone every other world in the Y'Toub system in every conceivable spectrum. Dozens of different species called it home.
Everyone knows Nar Shaddaa by now, it's featured heavily in most EU material, as a bad version of Coruscant. This is nothing but some basic information, except for the tidbit about it being called 'Little Coruscant'. If there are really a lot of Coruscant like planets out there, why would this one get the honor of being called 'Little Coruscant'?
The starfighter facility was much larger than it had seemed from a distance, looking like a stack of round plates hanging high above the Vertical City. What he had assumed were lights flashing across its irregular surface resolved into explosions when viewed from a nearer perspective. Vast balls of yellow-hot gas erupted at irregular intervals from shattered viewports, weakened bulkheads, and burst access tubes...
A basic description of the TIE facility.
His lightsaber was lit before he hit the deck, ready to deflect the shots fired his way by the contingent of troopers sent to investigate their landing. The Force guided his arm-no, the Force was his arm. That was how it felt to him. During moments such as these, he was purely a vessel for the dark side. It rushed through him like wine down the neck of a bottle, joyous with release and the promise of more to come. His blade drew glowing lines through the air, casting energy bolts back at the troopers who'd fired them, sending them sprawling in a shower of sparks.
A dozen open-helmeted men and women in brown combat uniforms-Kota's insurgents, the apprentice presumed-came down the hangar's primary access corridor, sealing the blast door behind them. Baring his teeth, he ran to meet them, eager to take the offensive. Their rifles were no match for the power of the Force. A single, powerful push scattered them like dolls. One he blasted with lightning. A second he choked until all consciousness fled. A third he swept up and pounded against the nearest bulk-head. The rest he dismembered with graceful aggression, ignoring their cries of fear and pain.
Again, Starkiller is demonstrated to be pretty much the most proficient combat oriented force-user I've ever read about. He spams force powers like there's no tomorrow in a token battle.
"The intruders may try using TIE fighter assembly lines as cover," she said. "And I am picking up explosives on my scanners. Be careful."
The Rogue Shadow's scanners are capable of picking up explosives inside a major orbital facility.
A prickling in the back of his neck warned him of a new threat just as a railgun charge exploded to his right, sending bits of TIE fighter in all directions. He deflected the main force of the explosion, but was still stung by tiny pieces of shrapnel down the back of his right hand.
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Anger rose up in him, pure and clean, sweeping all other concerns aside. He vaulted a stack of detached solar gather panels and sent a stream of machine parts raining down on the source of the weapons fire.
Lots of interesting info here, we see some more of Starkiller's force abilities, he can partially deflect an explosion, but shrapnel is still problematic. And like previously, he uses kinetics to throw around physical projectiles with ease.
Some technical information as well. The TIE fighter dishes on the sides are referred to as solar gather panels, which is the second indication in this novel that solar power is something fairly common in Star Wars.
Only when the last was buried under a small mountain of titanium alloy hull plates and reactor shielding did he examine in more detail the equipment they had been carrying.
Titanium alloy hull plating, on the TIE fighters, I’m guessing.
Juno guided him through the quaking facility. Anyone unlucky enough to get in his way was unceremoniously pushed aside by telekinesis. Doors buckled shut and weapons mysteriously jammed. He didn't have time to play games anymore.
Some more information on Starkiller's force abilities. The new addition here is the mention that he can cause weapons to jamm.
He raised his left hand and with the power of the dark side unleashed a bolt of Sith lightning at the renegade Jedi.
Kota only laughed. Raising his left hand in a move that was a mirror image of the apprentice's own, he sent the lightning arcing back to its source. The energy struck both of them, hurling them apart.
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That was a move the apprentice had long ago learned to avoid by tucking his head down closer to his center of gravity and rolling in midair, then kicking himself back at his opponent off the nearest wall. This time he pushed telekinetically as he came, attempting to knock Kota's feet out from under him before bringing his blade to bear.
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More cautiously the apprentice circled him, slicing chairs to pieces as he walked and sending the glowing fragments at his enemy's head.
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He caught the general in a choke hold and maintained his grip even though it turned partially back on him.
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Even as darkness crowded around the edges of his vision, he sent objects hurtling at Kota's legs and face, battling him on all fronts.
Alright, lots of force-related stuff here. I found the tactic of slicing chairs and using the hot metallic bits as projectiles fairly interesting. Kota's ability to hurl everything from force lightening to choke grips back to its source is also something new to me. Force lightning was done by Yoda, of course, but channeling back force choke...
Chapter 4
Her skin felt oily and covered in grit, as though she had been the one running around in the smoke and the mess above Nar Shaddaa instead of watching it from the feeds she'd managed to slice into from one of the facility's security cams.
Apparently Eclipse was capable of slicing into the internal security cam systems of a TIE fighter manufacturing facility from the Rogue Shadow.
Together they checked over the ship in a record time, noting only a few small carbon scores on its port side and, near the aft sensor array, a blaster burn that had been weakened so much by the shields, it would barely have fried an egg.
This was interesting. The shields are apparently capable of weakening a blaster bolt before it impacts. It would go a long way in explaining some of the problems from the movies.
A shock of adrenaline rushed through her. Only one person in the galaxy breathed like that. She must have patched by accident into Lord Vader's private chambers. Her hand reached up to cancel the feed lest she be discovered spying on him, but before she could complete the command, the door hissed open and her curiosity was caught.
Apparently Eclipse accidentally hacks into Vader's security cam, onboard the Executor, from the Rogue Shadow. Security seems a bit lax, all in all.