The cloaked figure threw back its hood.
San Hill recoiled, hands flapping like panicked birds sewn to his wrists. He had time to gasp, “You’re-you’re Anakin Skywalker!” before a fountain of blue-white plasma burned into his chest, curving through a loop that charred all three of his hearts.
The Separatist leadership watched in frozen horror as the corpse of the head of the InterGalactic Banking Clan collapsed like a depowered protocol droid.
“The resemblance,” Darth Vader said, “is deceptive.”
~ Revenge of the Sith Novelization by Matthew Stover