My love, Mine all mine • Obi Wan Kenobi •

Chapter 12: Trapped

Anakin glanced back at Alex with a somber expression. "The real challenge awaits us in the ballroom. Grievous himself is leading the assault. He's a formidable opponent, and we have to stop him from reaching the guests."

As they continued toward the ballroom, the tension grew thicker. The sound of blaster fire and clashing lightsabers echoed through the corridor. Ahsoka glanced at Alex, her blue-skinned face etched with determination. "Stick close to us, and be ready for anything," she advised.

When they finally reached the grand ballroom, the scene was chaotic. Tables were overturned, and guests were fleeing in panic. In the center of it all stood General Grievous, his four lightsabers spinning menacingly. Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka rushed forward to engage him, leaving Alex to deal with the remaining droids and provide cover fire.

Alex took a deep breath and joined the fray. Blaster bolts flew, lightsabers clashed, and the battle raged on. Despite the chaos and danger, a strange sense of purpose filled her. She was no Jedi, but she was determined to help protect the people and the place she had grown to care for.

As the fight raged on, Grievous proved to be a formidable adversary, even for the skilled Jedi. His mechanical limbs moved with blinding speed as he parried their attacks and launched counterstrikes. Anakin and Obi-Wan fought fiercely, while Ahsoka used her agility to keep the General off balance.

Alex continued to shoot down droids and provide support, all the while hoping that her friends could defeat Grievous. The fate of the ball and everyone inside it hung in the balance, and Alex was determined to do her part to tip the scales in their favour.

The ballroom swarmed with clones, and Grievous, realizing he was outnumbered, scanned the room for an escape route. His mechanical eyes gleamed with malevolence as they settled on the balcony. Anakin, always quick to read his opponents, saw the General's intent and shouted, "No! Don't let him escape!"

With determination, everyone lunged in Grievous's direction, but just as they closed in on him, a new wave of droids entered the room, forming a barrier that prevented them from reaching the General. The clones swiftly made the difficult decision to prioritize dealing with the droids and provide cover fire, leaving Anakin, Ahsoka, Obi-Wan, and Alex to pursue Grievous.

Anakin raced toward a shortcut leading to the balcony, his Jedi instincts guiding him. Obi-Wan seemed momentarily confused, but Alex understood Anakin's plan. "He's trying to trap Grievous!" she shouted to Obi-Wan and Ahsoka.

Anakin reached the balcony shortly before Grievous, followed closely by the rest of the team. Grievous stood on the precipice, his four lightsabers at the ready, but there was nowhere left for him to run. Anakin, catching his breath, looked at Grievous with determination.

"Nowhere to run now," Anakin declared, his blue lightsaber blazing to life, ready for the final showdown. Grievous's mechanical arms trembled with rage, and the fate of the galaxy hung in the balance as the battle on the balcony began.