After Anakin had spoken, the room retained its scene for several moments. The actors: Anakin and Ahsoka; Tas Alav; Nara, the girl; Councillor Maxer; Voax and his officer, Temas: all stood at their stations.
It was broken, however, as was inevitable.
Nara who seemed to sense what was going on, gazed towards her father… she made a run towards him. She kicked her legs backward, startling Alav and ducked beneath the knife and ran.
Voax lunged forward towards her; Temas shot his blaster at Alav, who glided back and dodged the lasers.
Alav held up his own blaster and vociferously shot in all directions. Anakin and Ahsoka blocked them with their lightsabers. Maxer, who in no way possessed any weapons to defend himself, was not so lucky. A laser struck him to swift death onto the ground. No one payed any heed.
Anakin strode forward towards Alav, and sliced his gun. He held up his lightsaber poised to hit. Defenceless, and knowing what the sword would slash through next, Alav said, "Wait! I surrender! Don't kill me!"
Anakin did not want to listen. He has spared no one that week. Innocent children, unarmed separatists, anything that would come in the way. Of what he intended to do. Why should this pathetic, cowardly scum beget his mercy? But… He did not strike.
Alav was bluffing however. He would never surrender. He had failed. He had underestimated the Jedi, Voax's guard and even Nara herself. But he would still make a difference – elevate the nascent empire. He threw the knife in the direction Councillor Voax stood. Immediately the lightsaber of Anakin slashed through him. His cauterised head left the body; he was clearly dead.