Leaving the statement ambiguous was a deliberate trap with overtones he doubted the Tir was aware of.The Tir flared his nostrils in agreement and glanced at the gathered Indowy. «It is an important world.» The corporations of Diess were entirely Darhel-controlled despite the billions of Indowy residents. The laborers of the Federation were as disposable as bacteria. «The revenue is significant.»The Ghin's nostrils flared. As expected the young fool had sidestepped. «And Barwhon as well.»«Regrettably the human loss there has been great.» The expression he displayed now was one copied from humans, cat-pupilled vertical-lidded eyes opening wide. The wide mobile mouth turned down, exposing the edge of sharklike teeth. Even the ears drooped. It was a subtle and effective expression and one difficult to copy. Humans would have slumped in apparent defeat as well. Sorrow was not a Darhel emotion. Hatred, yes. Anger, definitely. Sorrow? No.The Ghin took a moment to contemplate his own plans. The Ghin knew that the road to mastery was not one of plots alone. A clear understanding of reality was paramount. That the young fool had risen to his current place was a sign that the quality of the
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