In my line of work, I've dealt with more than one critter that is faster than fast. When they've got their feet underneath them, it's the next-best thing to impossible to land anything on them — but when they're in the air, they're moving at the speed gravity and air resistance dictate, like everybody else. For that one portion of a second, Sith was an object moving through space, not a blindingly-fast killing machine. Someone who didn't know that wouldn't have known to be ready for it.
But I did. And I was.
But I did. And I was.
—Cold Days, Chapter 44
