Mustafar Duel with Dooku

Two blue lightsabers and one red lightsaber were the only way anyone would have been able to spot them.
The owners of the blue lightsabers, Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi and Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, leaped over their opponent and onto a nearby bank.
The weilder of the red blade, the elderly yet dangerous Count Dooku, turned.
"It's over, Count. We have high ground now," Obi-Wan said to his fallen grandmaster.
The former Jedi's once warm brown eyes were now a sickly yellow and red as he was now completely immersed in the Darkside and his Sith persona Darth Tyranus.
"You underestimate me!" he snarled in his powerful baritone.
Anakin shook his head.
"Don't try it, Dooku."
Too far lost to his anger and hatred to think rationally, Dooku leaped towards them, making to go over them. The Jedi swung at him, severing his legs and left arm.
Crying out in pain, he fell and rolled down the bank.
"You were one of the greatest Jedi, Dooku! Where did you go wrong?"
Those terrible eyes, now filled with pain, looked up at them.
"Master Yoda believed in you! He believed you could still be saved!" Anakin exclaimed.
"I hate you!" Dooku shouted.
He suddenly caught on fire. He screamed in pain as the flames consumed him. Knowing they could do nothing for him, the two Jedi left, haunted by his bloodcurdling screams.
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