"Enough, you butcher!" Anakin Skywalker glared at Zhang Jiarui, his eyes blazing with rage as he advanced step by step with Lightsaber in hand.
"I'm a butcher? Fine. Then who should answer for the civilians on Onderon who were robbed, violated, and slaughtered by Galactic Republic soldiers?!" Zhang Jiarui was equally consumed by fury. Even before a Jedi Knight, he refused to yield an inch.
"Then shouldn't Onderon also explain the Behemoth-class battlecruiser?" Anakin Skywalker's eyes brimmed with killing intent. He raised his blue Lightsaber and pointed it directly at Zhang Jiarui's face. "Your acts of war, yet civilians have to pay the price for them?!"
Zhang Jiarui sneered. "So the civilians abused and killed by Galactic Republic soldiers were under our command? Hadn't we always stayed away from civilians and remained on Dexen Satellite? Then why were you still causing trouble for those civilians on Onderon, two hundred thousand kilometers away?"
"Enough! Today, I'll make you repay in blood for every wronged soul that died at your hands!" Anakin Skywalker advanced step by step.
Yet Zhang Jiarui simply raised both hands. "Fine. I surrender."
Behind him, the military commanders, including Liu Zhichao, also dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.
Anakin Skywalker froze for a moment. Then an inexplicable blaze of anger rose from the depths of his heart, and he roared, "Surrender?! You think surrender makes it all over? You think those hundreds of thousands can come back to life if you surrender?! You think surrender is salvation?!"
Roaring, he swung his Lightsaber down!
In that instant, Zhang Jiarui closed his eyes as countless images flashed through his mind...
Yet the blade never came down. He opened his eyes and found the blue Lightsaber stopped less than five centimeters from his face!
Beads of sweat rolled