Kris hit and fell and nodded. Amused or not, Sith were known for breaking their toys, and Kris wasn't going to take a chance. So, dead, with no mind to fuss, he would dance this dance. Anger and the fighting instinct stilled in him as he reached out with his mind, inside, and felt the area around the man, and then...
...one moment he was on he floor, the next, he was beside the man, his first lashing out with near full strength behind it.