Of course the cultist didn't surrender.
Well, the one he had literally taken the arms off of did surrender but that was more a case of passing out rather than letting good sense prevail and giving up before Max was forced to be even harder on him. The one he had demanded throw down his weapons instead took a running start at him.
Max tutted once before springing into a sprint as well.
Meeting the cultist in the middle, he caught a blade with the upper-most blade of his saber staff and pushed the bottom half into an attack to sweep the man's legs. The cultist, with the aid of the Dark Side in the air, managed to dodge backward at just the right moment before countering with a thrust of his blade.
Spinning his saber staff, Max pushed the weapon up and away to his left before spinning the blade again to cause confusion. Grabbing it mid-spin, he would jump up slightly, thrusting with the tip of one of his blades from above, then from regular height as he landed and once more from slightly lower as he bent his knees. The cultist managed to block each of them but, by this point, he was back pedaling furiously, focused entirely on Max.