Vidian didn't wait to hear Palfa's suggestion. His arm lanced out and caught the director by the collar. Yanking downward, he pulled the screaming bureaucrat's cape over his head and forced him to the rocky surface. The stormtroopers watched, blasters drawn, as Vidian rained powerful blows on Palfa's body.
The count stepped back, satisfied, as the cloth-covered guildmaster's body stopped moving. Vidian looked admiringly at his hands; they still had their sterling shine.

A New Dawn, ch. 7, pg. 361