Grievous and his MagnaGuards approached the large doors. Upon entering Grievous saw Shanzah on his hands and knees, praying in Kaleesh, with his head bowed down. Grievous approached him, footfalls clanging loudly. Shanzah registered the sound and lifted his head quickly, a nervous look in his youthful eyes.

Upon looking at his father, he also noticed the strange droids behind him. Nothing like the droids he had previously seen.

"What are those farth...General?" he stuttered

"What were you doing boy?" Grievous questioned, already knowing the answer

"I was praying to the Kaleesh ancestors" Shanzah said nervously

"Why?" Grievous said with malice in his tone

"Because…" Shanzah was soon interrupted

"Because of the atrocities bestowed upon your treacherous family or as a plea for salvation?"

Shanzah began to cry, not out of hurt but out of anger. His father was blind to what had really transpired.

"What about you!" Shanzah retaliated "you prayed"

Shanzah's eyes grew in fear as he was lifted from the floor high into the air. The anger that had built up in his body had all but disappeared, only fear remained. The MagnaGuards looked on, remaining ever silent with their staffs by their sides.

"Prayer will do nothing for you youngling, take my advice" Grievous momentarily paused

"I prayed when my shuttle was plummeting towards the Jenuwaa Sea, I even prayed when I was suspended in the bacta tank…when I could not feel my arms or legs, when pain was coursing through what remained of my body and when my mind was drifting closer to death…what did prayer do for me then?"

Grievous then began to shake Shanzah

"Answer me, what did it do?"

Shanzah started to cry. Grievous let go of Shanzah and he dropped helplessly to the floor.

"You will pray no longer" Grievous said in a cruel tone "Now come"