He would sprint down one corridor and into a widened hallway that held remnants of what appeared to be an old Rebel base, from a bygone era. Crates of spice and various goods had been strewn about, but that could be cleaned up at a later time. The more important aspect was helping his friends He saw Saul leap through the air and towards the cockpit of the ship.
Mila was trying to do her best to hold out with the force, but he could see the tiredness on her face, and thus he knew what he had to do. He'd quickly sprint towards her, as he reached out with his own hands with the force flowing from the finger tips as he pulled around her body, and yanking towards his position. He'd watch her fly though the air and into his arms. "Another dashing rescue," he'd say with a gentle smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting." He'd peer up towards Saul, hoping that he would have the ship down and out of the count for good.
OOC: With Algarus leaving the site, I figured we should probably try to wrap this up within a post or two and get this plot turned in!
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