22 BBY, one month after the Battle of Geonosis

Another Jedi body fell to the ground, a hologram slipping out of his hand.

"Master Barrek? Come in Master Barrek! Come i-"

The hologram was crushed beneath the foot of Grievous as he marched alongside his droids. The Jedi had taken refuge inside the crashed remains of a Venator-class Star Destroyer, which was currently surrounded by battle droids. Grievous relished in the chaos, his battle for Hypori spearheading his streak of victories against the Republic since the Clone Wars began. Countless Jedi and clone troopers had fallen to Grievous, and none had survived to know his name. Yet, Grievous didn't want the Jedi on Hypori to be shot to death. He wanted them to suffer. Immediately, he raised his hand into the air, motioning for his droids to stop firing, before walking towards the wreckage. Grievous climbed onto the wreckage, watching from the shadows as several figures ran into the shade.

Jedi.

Grievous climbed further towards the Jedi, observing them. Taking note of their weakness. Preparing to strike.

"Unstoppable. He is...unstoppable."

"Never have we been outmaneuvered by droids. His strategy is without flaw."

Grievous chuckled at that line. His strategy for Hypori was brilliant: Diverting droids to the planet and having the factories produce more, and then luring the Republic into a trap by leaking false intelligence.

"This is the end. We're all doomed."

"Our predicament is dire, but do not despair. Focus. We are Jedi."

At that point, Grievous knew it was time. Killing them before they could properly regain their hope. He crawled closer, clinging to the walls of the wreckage, before beginning to speak.

"Jedi, you are surrounded. Your armies decimated. Make peace with the Force now, for this is your final hour. But know that I, General Grievous, am not completely without mercy. I will grant you a warrior's death. Prepare!"

Grievous then began to climb closer to the Jedi, making sure to be quick enough to not be caught, and slow enough to make them wonder where the sound of him is coming from. Fear, intimidation, and surprise were the general's assets. If any one element is lacking, it would be best for Grievous to retreat. In this case, fear was being played here. He knew the Jedi would eventually fearmonger enough that one of them would act out of desperation and do something reckless.

And that was now.

A single human Jedi, armed with a green-bladed lightsaber, charged into the open field as he screamed at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, this was not his time to fight. Grievous immediately jumped down onto the Jedi, crushing him beneath his legs. If the jump didn't kill him, the bleeding would. As the other Jedi ran towards Grievous, he got into a battle stance before immediately jumping into the air, clinging to the wall of the wreckage. As he crawled inside to the ceiling, he observed the Jedi walking back in, lightsabers in hand. They were fearful. Intimidated.

Surprised.

Grievous then drew two of his lightsabers before jumping down to the ground, surprising the Jedi beneath him. Against the five remaining Jedi, Grievous quickly got into the flow of parrying lightsaber strikes as usual, to lure them into a false sense of security. Blue and green blades clashed for some time, and Grievous was quite nimble, avoiding strikes due to his Jar'kai teachings. He then began to spin his lightsabers around via his mechanical hands, confusing and outmaneuvering the Jedi. Grievous then jumped to a nearby wall, before jumping right back at one of the Jedi. Exchanging blows one on one with his opponent, Grievous parried a blow with one of his sabers as he threw another into the air, clasping it with his other hand, before slamming it down at the Jedi before him. As another Jedi, a Togruta, charged at him, Grievous flung the body at her using his foot, before charging forward with his sabers spinning. He could hold off the Jedi for some time, defending himself while also exhausting his opponents. Eventually, Grievous managed to kick aside his adversaries, before readying his sabers for the killing blow.

"There he is!"

Grievous looked to his left to see several clone troopers, and a Jedi at the head of them. He had a brown beard and clone trooper armor alongside his usual robes. Grievous took interest in the Jedi, and observed him carefully.

"So you're the general that's been causing the Republic trouble."

"Perhaps I am. And who are you?"

"I am Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi of the Galactic Republic."

Grievous chuckled slightly, before readying his sabers.

"Well Kenobi, it appears you've walked right into a trap."

Grievous chuckled as he pressed several buttons on his wrist, sending a signal to the battle droids outside the crashed Venator. Immediately, they began to march on the Jedi and clone troopers, blasters firing.

"Have fun dealing with this, Jedi scum."

Grievous leapt away swiftly as Kenobi looked around.

"Fordo, Cody, rescue Mundi, Shaak Ti, and Secura."

"Yes sir."

Two of Kenobi's clone troopers, one with red markings and the other with orange markings, ran off to grab the remaining Jedi. Eventually, they managed to reach the gunship, swiftly escaping with their allies in tow. Grievous looked to the gunship as his droids ceased fire, knowing that despite the escape of the Jedi, he had achieved victory.

"Run Jedi, run. You have only prolonged the inevitable."

Aboard a Venator-class Star Destroyer above Hypori, Obi-Wan Kenobi was engaged in a conversation via hologram with several other Jedi. One appeared to be a short green alien of sorts, the other was a young man with a short haircut of sorts, though he seemed to be growing it out slightly.

"It appears the assault on Hypori was a disaster. We've rescued those who survived, but they only narrowly evaded the mystery general we've been tracking."

"Discovered him, they have?"

"His name seems to be General Grievous. His strategy is brilliant, and he seemed to be a cunning warrior as well."

"Capture this Grievous, we must."

"Anakin and I would be more than happy to lead the campaign Master Yoda."

"Hmm...caution we must take. Need you two at Christophsis, we do."

"Right."