His style isn't recognizable - but that's hardly a surprise; there are thousands of years between the Force-wielders of his era and hers after all. But she had gotten the chip removed the moment she could - her powers are at their peak, and her style and grace comes from an era in which the Jedi had been all but invincible - until confronted by warriors who learned to exploit their every advantage.

She was one of the ones who had learned from that.

Another bullet heading towards him is, simply, neatly cut in half as she lands in front of him with a lithe movement. She holds out her hand a handful of other bullets starting to accumulate in front of her. She grits her teeth in determination.

"Get to cover!"