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what needs to be done?"
Tuin looked past Taylor to the Cholan officials. It was clear none of them approved, but he nodded in agreement anyway.
"This won't be easy. There will be many who contest this."
"And you will deal with them. There cannot be another war or another division between us. Together we will fight the Morohta, but divided we will almost certainly fall."
Taylor strode up to the other Cholans and walked up and down the line. He intimidated them, and it was no surprise.
"You will support Tuin as your leader, or you will answer to me."
He looked back to the new Emperor and nodded as if to hand over to him. "Good luck," he added.
With that, Taylor picked up his rifle, turned, and left.
"That's it?" Jones asked, as they passed through the palace doors, "What is to stop them coming at us again?"
Taylor shook his head.
"We can't enslave them. We have done all that we can do. Now they must sort it out amongst themselves. Something tells me Tuin will be a far more formidable leader than they could ever have imagined."
Chapter 4
Jafar groaned as he lay back into his chair aboard the bridge of the Yavuz. Sarik stepped into the room just in time to see his Lord suffering from the wound that was not yet healed, but he would not ask after him in front of the rest of the crew. Jafar studied the bridge carefully.
"Been a long time since I have been aboard this old warhorse."
His sentimentality amused and confounded Sarik.
"You speak like a Human," he added in a friendly tone.
Jafar nodded.
"You should continue to learn everything you can from humanity. For a weak people with just one planet, they defeated every fleet our forebears ever threw at them."
"I do not doubt their strength and ingenuity, but you would be wise to remember your origins if you are to visit the Barbarlars. They are not forgiving, and will only see your Human tendencies as weakness."
Jafar sighed as he thought about the road ahead.
"They will not fight for us."
"Then why are we going?"
"Because however unlikely, we have to try. Taylor showed me that."
"What exactly?"
"To not trust the odds. That often victory can be sought through adversity, no matter how severe or seemingly insurmountable."
"You are becoming philosophical in your old age."
Jafar noticed just a hint of humour in his voice.
"You are not without Human influence either."
Sarik did not respond.
"Plot a course. Let's get this over with," said Jafar.
"Are you sure you do not want to take a larger fleet? One Battleship and two support vessels will do little in the event that the Barbarlars take offense."
Jafar shook his head.
"I will not weaken the Alliance position here, and we cannot risk any more."
"But we are risking you, our leader. What if you were to fall?"
"Life will go on. Set the course, and get us moving."
He looked around to study the vessel. It was almost a hundred years old, and yet still one of the most powerful ships in his fleet. He could see its resilience in the battle with the Cholans only served to show the strength of the Yavuz.
"I am sorry we could not transport you on a more modern warship," added Sarik.
Jafar shook his head.
"The Yavuz is battle proven. Dependable. I'd rather rely on a ship with a proven history than the latest technology and a polished interior."
Sarik barked a few orders, and they were soon going forward towards the jump gate. It powered up, and Jafar knew there could be no turning back.
"Do you believe Colonel Taylor can succeed?" Sarik asked.
"I have no doubt he will. There is not a task that man has set himself to that he has not achieved. One has to wonder if he was sent by a higher power."
"Do you believe he was?"
Jafar shook his head.
"I do not know anymore. Certainly what he has accomplished goes beyond what anyone could ever have believed possible. Maybe he is the Dusmus Kahraman."
He had said it almost as a joke, an off the cuff remark, but Sarik had taken it very differently.
"You cannot
Tuin looked past Taylor to the Cholan officials. It was clear none of them approved, but he nodded in agreement anyway.
"This won't be easy. There will be many who contest this."
"And you will deal with them. There cannot be another war or another division between us. Together we will fight the Morohta, but divided we will almost certainly fall."
Taylor strode up to the other Cholans and walked up and down the line. He intimidated them, and it was no surprise.
"You will support Tuin as your leader, or you will answer to me."
He looked back to the new Emperor and nodded as if to hand over to him. "Good luck," he added.
With that, Taylor picked up his rifle, turned, and left.
"That's it?" Jones asked, as they passed through the palace doors, "What is to stop them coming at us again?"
Taylor shook his head.
"We can't enslave them. We have done all that we can do. Now they must sort it out amongst themselves. Something tells me Tuin will be a far more formidable leader than they could ever have imagined."
Chapter 4
Jafar groaned as he lay back into his chair aboard the bridge of the Yavuz. Sarik stepped into the room just in time to see his Lord suffering from the wound that was not yet healed, but he would not ask after him in front of the rest of the crew. Jafar studied the bridge carefully.
"Been a long time since I have been aboard this old warhorse."
His sentimentality amused and confounded Sarik.
"You speak like a Human," he added in a friendly tone.
Jafar nodded.
"You should continue to learn everything you can from humanity. For a weak people with just one planet, they defeated every fleet our forebears ever threw at them."
"I do not doubt their strength and ingenuity, but you would be wise to remember your origins if you are to visit the Barbarlars. They are not forgiving, and will only see your Human tendencies as weakness."
Jafar sighed as he thought about the road ahead.
"They will not fight for us."
"Then why are we going?"
"Because however unlikely, we have to try. Taylor showed me that."
"What exactly?"
"To not trust the odds. That often victory can be sought through adversity, no matter how severe or seemingly insurmountable."
"You are becoming philosophical in your old age."
Jafar noticed just a hint of humour in his voice.
"You are not without Human influence either."
Sarik did not respond.
"Plot a course. Let's get this over with," said Jafar.
"Are you sure you do not want to take a larger fleet? One Battleship and two support vessels will do little in the event that the Barbarlars take offense."
Jafar shook his head.
"I will not weaken the Alliance position here, and we cannot risk any more."
"But we are risking you, our leader. What if you were to fall?"
"Life will go on. Set the course, and get us moving."
He looked around to study the vessel. It was almost a hundred years old, and yet still one of the most powerful ships in his fleet. He could see its resilience in the battle with the Cholans only served to show the strength of the Yavuz.
"I am sorry we could not transport you on a more modern warship," added Sarik.
Jafar shook his head.
"The Yavuz is battle proven. Dependable. I'd rather rely on a ship with a proven history than the latest technology and a polished interior."
Sarik barked a few orders, and they were soon going forward towards the jump gate. It powered up, and Jafar knew there could be no turning back.
"Do you believe Colonel Taylor can succeed?" Sarik asked.
"I have no doubt he will. There is not a task that man has set himself to that he has not achieved. One has to wonder if he was sent by a higher power."
"Do you believe he was?"
Jafar shook his head.
"I do not know anymore. Certainly what he has accomplished goes beyond what anyone could ever have believed possible. Maybe he is the Dusmus Kahraman."
He had said it almost as a joke, an off the cuff remark, but Sarik had taken it very differently.
"You cannot
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