As they fought her she twisted and turned round them like a twi'lek dancing for Jabba The Hutt. Her red hair dancing around her, her black dress flowing round her like a parachute. She grinned and made a swipe for his chest, he moved out the way just in time to feel the heat being emitted from the lightsaber. The older man went on the offensive, attempting to strike her down with a swift and decisive move of his lightsaber. Grinning again she back flipped, raising her foot as she went, making it collide with his nose making a loud crack as he hit the floor, his nose apparently broken. Anakin moved towards her, his lightsaber lit and poised to strike this witch down, who stood above his Master, ready to strike a deadly blow to his chest. As Anakin ran towards her, ready to stick his lightsaber through her chest and see her crumple to the floor, she lifted her head and pushed him back using the force with such power, that when he hit the metal pole behind him, it created a large dent from his head. Lifting his head, he saw the Sith Lord raise her hand towards his Master, and lift him gracefully and clench her fist. There he watched in horror as his Master's breathing became wheezy and painful, as he reached for his neck to somehow pull of the invisible force strangling him. And as Manizra walked over to Anakin, still strangling Obi Wan, she moved her hand over his face and he saw no more.