Vader’s blade met hers as he effortlessly parried her weak strike and extended his hand in response. Rey flew backwards towards the troopers, her crudely made shirt in tatters. Standing and ripping the ruined fabric away, she charged forwards once more and jumped. Vader’s abilities held her in place just as Rey was in midair. Closing his first, he squeezed her throat with the force and twisted his mutilated face into a sneer as she clutched at her throat. Seeing 2 troopers get close, he shucked his domed head at the dropped staff. The two troopers, already known by Vader for their sheer ingenuity with torture understood his silent command. Taking hold of the weapon, the duo saw that this wannabe half-naked Jedi wasn’t going anywhere.