Smoke monster of a sort, tripping stormtroopers through the 10sec of 3:50 - 4:00. Quite a fun sizzling stew, considering all the grocery delivery pickup randomness. A lot of casualties is the general feeling, but in reality there are just 1, 2, 3 humanoids on the floor about now. Still quite the comicbook loss and so much  blaster animation. Obscuration and barking cleared by breath awareness, going faster miles an hour. Roadrunner.

Now, the fever of desire exists not for one who has completed the journey and is sorrowless and wholly free from attachment. Dhammapada Ch.7 V.90