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... the warm light of the late afternoon.
Vahn Ryker sat at the head of the heavy glass dining table. His holographic interface was glowing brightly in front of him.
The incident in the plaza had proven a critical point. The White City could not rely entirely on Vahn acting as a deterrent.
A single man could not govern a population of five thousand while simultaneously preparing to wage war against a galactic empire.
He needed structure. He needed an army!
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