General Grievous is a fictional character in the Star Wars universe, an antagonist who first appeared in Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. He was voiced by Matthew Wood. According to the Revenge of the Sith DVD, series creator George Lucas instructed his creative team to create a villain that foreshadowed Anakin Skywalker's transformation into Darth Vader: the heavy breathing, the cyborg body, and his seduction into a malevolent faction.
Grievous is portrayed as the Supreme Commander of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, a political faction of planetary systems waging war on the Galactic Republic. Trained in all seven forms of lightsaber combat by Separatist leader and Sith Lord Count Dooku, he is a ruthless and powerful warrior devoted to the destruction of the Jedi, killing dozens from Padawans to Masters. The General's acts of wanton aggression and high Jedi body count would prompt the galaxy to give him the nickname 'The Knightslayer'. During the Clone Wars, he was one of the most feared, if not the most feared being in the galaxy. Though the notorious Jedi slayer was the being in the galaxy at the time of the Clone Wars who had killed the most Jedi in single combat, he was a coward at heart, and did not hesitate to flee from battles he knew were lost.
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