A mechanical voice echoes through the metal hull.

coughs Jedi! You are surrounded, your armies decimated. Make peace with the Force now, for this is your final hour. But know that I, General Grievous, am not completely without mercy. I will grant you a warrior's death. Prepare! coughs again

The cyborg general lands in front of you, drawing back to his full stature and splitting his arms to ignite four lightsabers— trophies from his previous kills.