The creatures had just enough brain to recognize this as an untenable situation, and for the space of a breath they backed off.  In that moment Johte's lightsaber winked out, and he snapped it back onto his belt as he reached with both hands and the Force for the column he'd settled behind earlier.  He exhaled a grunt, feet planted wide apart, body straining, stone cracking with a sound like a rifle shot and a pattering rain of dust.<br/><br/>"Help me," he growled, giving the column another powerful tug.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>