After Jacen had the Solo Quest docked with Nom Anor's derelict escape craft, the Jedi Knight entered through the now-conjoined airlocks and found himself aboard the bullet-shaped vessel. With his Vongsense now taking over from the Force, he located Nom Anor in the open-door cockpit up ahead, where the treacherous Yuuzhan Vong was hiding behind the wall left of the door. Jacen was sure, from his presence, that he was holding a holdout blaster in both hands, ready to jump out and shoot whoever was coming his way.
Unhooking his lightsaber from his belt, Jacen made no effort to mask his approach toward the cockpit. Partway to his destination, Nom Anor, as expected, jumped out from his hiding spot and shot his blaster for Jacen. In less time than it took for the Yuuzhan Vong to pull the trigger, Jacen had his lightsaber active and batting the bolts against the bulkhead, floor, and ceiling of the corridor that he was still easily approaching.
In a matter of seconds, during which Nom Anor desperately increased the intensity with which he shot at Jacen, the latter had finally approached his quarry and sliced the blaster in half by the barrel before Nom Anor could fire another shot. But instead of leveling the tip of his lightsaber up near Nom Anor's throat, Jacen deactivated his weapon, hooked it back to his belt, and placed both arms out as if he wanted a hug from the Yuuzhan Vong.
"Get the vibroblade out of the way," Jacen said sardonically.
As if obeying him, Nom Anor - who Jacen noticed had dark gloves - unsheathed his vibroblade from a pocket on his belt and lashed out with it. But Jacen easily pivoted out of the way to grab the wrist of Nom Anor's weapon-wielding hand and used his own free hand to punch the Yuuzhan Vong right on his flattened nose-ridge. Nom Anor then stumbled back as Jacen easily yanked the vibroblade out of his opponent's hand and used the Force to break the blade from its hilt, allowing both pieces of the weapon to clatter to the deck.
"So what else you got?" Jacen asked.
Nom Anor then punched out with the hand that Jacen distinctly remembered his mother, Leia, cutting off with her lightsaber before the Battle of Yuuzhan'tar ended. His danger sense tingled, so he ducked beneath the blow and felt a violent whoosh blow through his hair.
Super-strong artificial hand, Jacen thought as he grabbed the wrist that contained the robotic hand and flipped Nom Anor to the deck on his back. He then turned the Yuuzhan Vong onto his belly and bent that arm into place, effectively pinning the alien pirate there and winning the brief and one-sided fight.
And with a jolt of Electric Judgment, Jacen shorted out Nom Anor's artificial hand, rendering it completely inert and utterly useless.
"Oh, how I missed you," Jacen said sarcastically as he yanked Nom Anor to his feet and trapping both the alien's arms behind his back. He then began walking his prisoner back to the escape craft's airlock to board the Solo Quest. "I see you took to rejecting your people's hatred of artificial technology quite nicely, what with the robot hand, blaster, ordinary pirate ships, and all."
"You know as well as I do, Jacen Solo, that to continue hating this technology is folly," Nom Anor growled as he vainly tried to struggle out of Jacen's grasp. "That, and the fact that I never truly believed in my people's ways to begin with."
"And yet you continued to serve the likes of Tsavong Lah and Supreme Overlord Shimrra for your own interests," Jacen said. "Or rather, what was his name again? Oh, yeah, the guy whose ship you happened to model your own escape craft after."
"You noticed that, huh?" Nom Anor asked, as if he and Jacen were friends. "Yes, I don't know what I was thinking modelling my escape craft after Onimi's."
"Speaking of which, how did you manage to escape his bunker ship?" Jacen asked. "And I thought you said you'd rather die with Onimi than live in the new order that the galaxy would face."
"Remember when I tried to trick you and your family into going into that garbage disposal?" Nom Anor asked.
"Yep."
"Well, while you caught that, something you didn't catch was that there was a second escape craft from the bunker ship. My best guess for why it was there was it was probably because it was meant for others who may have been there who wouldn't have been able to fit into the one that Shimrra and Onimi would have taken; people that they may have cared about or who they thought was important to them, such as priests, warriors, and the like."
"Sounds surprisingly reasonable, given how crazy both Shimrra and Onimi were," Jacen said.
"I've been around them for a bit," Nom Anor said. "Even Onimi wasn't immune to reason."
"I'll take your word for it," Jacen said, "for what it's worth."
By now, they had arrived at the guest quarters above the Solo Quest, and Jacen shoved Nom Anor inside. The Yuuzhan Vong briefly looked around before turning back to his captor.
"No cell?" Nom Anor asked.
"I'm not interested in keeping prisoners, so this is the best I can do for you," Jacen said.
"Looks nice," Nom Anor said as he returned his gaze around the quarters again.
"Don't get so comfy," Jacen said. "I'm bringing you back to Denon where you'll be facing war crime and pirating charges."
Nom Anor sighed. "At least I wasn't taken by your aunt. I'm not even sure she would have let me live."
"Thank me for that," Jacen said. "She would have blown your ass to bits."
"I'm not surprised," Nom Anor replied sardonically.
Jacen didn't even wait for the thanks that he knew that Nom Anor wouldn't give him. He simply shut the door on him and locked the Yuuzhan Vong in from the outside before turning to head back for the Solo Quest's cockpit. There, he joined Mara and Kyp's Dozen for their hyperspace jump back to Denon.