Obi-Wan’s eyes went wide as Anakin did exactly what he thought he would. He glanced at Grace then back at Anakin, having a very distinct feeling of deja vou. Except the last time it had happened, it had been Anakin’s own wife.

“Anakin, stop this at once!”

Though he really didn’t expect the Jedi turned Sith to listen to him. Which was only confirmed as he felt that pressure around his throat yet again. Obi-Wan was beginning to lose his patience. Thus he reached out through the Force, fighting through the pain, his arm outstretched. His fingers then clenched as he used the mystical power to grab hold of Anakin’s cybernetic wrist, and then twisted it.