Gravity was a cruel mistress. During the course of his training in the ways of the Force and the standard Jedi arts, Malfon had taken more than one painful tumble. To most Padawans, using the Force to propel the body further or make it run faster was not a natural skill. Whenever Malfon tried to manipulate the force of gravity around him to enable him to jump higher and stay in the air longer, he often ended up in a ragged mess on the floor. However, he was getting better – he could tell. “Not bad,” the Twi'lek mused. “But let's see if you can handle this!” “You ready, Malfon?” she shouted.