Nar Shaddaa - During the Galaxy Crisis.
Castus stood at the precipice of the cities edge. The urban jungle below was quickly slipping into a state of chaos and madness as creatures spewed from the sewers. The creatures managed to garner the attention of force users, some from his flock, and some from those who followed the light. The combination of such would prove to be a sufficient distraction for the marauder. Or at least he hoped it would be.
Seeing a break in the speeder traffic, the human sith jumped from his ledge. His body falling like a stone for several levels as buildings and speederways zipped past. Little more than a blur to him as he continued to fall.
Sensing that he was getting close to his target, Castus reached out the the force. Gripping a ledge. He focused on his grip, pulling himself toward it. When he closed the distance, the human sith flipped in mid air. Landing on the ledge. Sliding sideways cross the ledge he located a vent, large enough to fit a kneeling man. Using the force, he gripped the vent, pulling it free of it's welds, crushing it into a ball like a paper wod before casting it aside.
@RedneckLoves