Rez was forced to laugh. He made his way to his private quarters and sat down at his desk. He contacted MandalMotors to check the status of his order. After a brief exchange, he had learned that the news ships he had requisitioned were well underway.
Rez sat back in his chair. His body ached from his confrontations with the Jedis. He felt drained, from his excessive use of the Force, a skill he was still a novice in. He thought about the power he demonstrated while trying to rescue Kyshy.
Rez: I was so furious...I almost collapsed that entire temple out of sheer anger...
Rez then began to think about when the Mandelorian was trying to shoot him. He remembered how well he had wielded the lightsaber.
Rez: It came natural...I had no problems deflecting his shots...
Rez's thoughts however, kept getting derailed by the amount of pain he was in from being pushed around, thrown, and attacked.