Execute Pre

Lana: Alright, I will grant you your wish. However, I want you to die like a warrior, weapon in arms, not with your head bowed low.

Pre (standing up): I thank you for this last gesture of goodwill.

He pulls his blasters out and closes his eyes, ready to part this life. You pull the saber back and stab him through the chest.

Pre (shouting without showing any sign of pain): For Mandalore!

Then, he collapses, breathing his last. The others nod in respect and silence for his last deed. Except for one, who still can't process the fact that Pre's gone for good. His ex liutenant, Bo-Katan of course. She drops onto her knees, staring at the now dead ex-Mandalore. Momentarily, all other Madnalorians stand up and chant together while beat their fists against their chests:

Mandalorians (amidst a loud, rhythmic metallic noise): Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore!

Lana: My first act as Mandalore, is to grant Pre Vizsla an honourable burial. He was a strong leader of his clan, a hero, without whom we wouldn't be standing here now. He deserves no less.

Hearing this, Bo-Katan stands up as well, she looks you right in the eye, then, clunges her fist and beats it against her chest plate three times. Following her example, all Mandalorians beat their fists against their chests three more times as a sign of approval for your words.

Satine (sarcastically): What a great hero he truly was... A murderer of children, a common thug, no less. You can't imagine the happiness and calmness I felt when you struck him down. I never thought I would feel that way after witnessing anybody's ****.

Lana: Don't insult him, he followed and lived up to his own code of honour. That is a respectable thing, even if you don't agree with all his actions or motives.

Satine: True, that much I can respect in him. What happens now Lana? I am the Duchess of Mandalore, you are Mandalore itself. How do we proceed from here? Are you going to execute me too, just like him? Will you prove to your new followers how iron fisted you can be when it comes to opposition to your power? Will you follow in Pre's tyrannical footsteps or do you intend to be something else?

Lana: Satine, this does not have to end that way. Enough blood has been spilled!

Obi-Wan: Listen to her, Satine! Your throne is not worth as much to throw your life away!

Satine: Obi-Wan, this is something you cannot understand. I have worked my whole life to bring prosperity and stability to this planet. I have sacrificed so much in order to keep things that way! Mandalore is my home, my life! If I cannot lead it any further, I would rather die along with it! Nobody will brand me a coward, for escaping with my life instead of falling with my home, that's for certain.

Lana: I see.

Satine: So, are you ready to have a duchess's blood on your hands too?

Obi-Wan: Lana, I beg of you, consider your next action very, very carefully... Don't do anything we won't be able to revert later... Enough damage has been done for both sides! You know I cannot let you hurt her!

Lana (thinking): Damn her, I really don't feel like becoming an executioner the hour I became Mandalore, but what choice do I have? The Mandalorians demand action against a failed monarch, yet, by killing her I'll certainly alienate all those who supported her on Mandalore. She did make the planet thrive economically, if not militarily... I wish we could combine the two.