The red blade hums in the shadows. You step forward, heart pounding, as the man who once called you Padawan emerges from the smoke—no longer your master, no longer Anakin Skywalker. His eyes glow with something twisted… but familiar.

Anakin (coldly): “So… you survived. But you’re still lost.” He ignites his lightsaber with a violent snap-hiss. “You lack conviction.”

Anakin's gaze burns with fury as he lunges forward, cloak billowing behind him. With a roar that echoes through the shattered Force around you, he brings his crimson lightsaber down in a brutal, arcing slash—aimed straight for your head.