PROLOGUE

TRIBAL LIBERATION FORCE, HEK SYSTEM

“Though risky, I can see the value in your proposition, Colonel. This could change the tide of the war.” General Sasawong was a seasoned veteran, a well known force on his own for liberating enslaved Matari. There were few things he would not do to win this war; his approval on such a plan demonstrated this flaw.

“I concur. You do realize that this council will deny any and all involvement in this operation should it fail. The onus would be entirely on you.” General Coven was the pragmatist in the group; he would be supportive if the logic of an idea were sound, but he had a gifting for seeing ramifications and backlash should said idea go sour. He was a valued member of the Tribal Liberation Force heirarchy.

The third and final member of this Council of Generals was General Saido Mako, a decorated and accomplished brute of a man, both on and off the battlefield. Ambitious, powerful, charismatic, he had been a force of reckoning within the machinations of the Republic for over three decades. He had forgotten more than most soldiers experienced.

“I think the plan has possibility,” he began, “but I am not entirely convinced you’re the right man for the job, Colonel.” The sarcastic emphasis employed on the rank title was just subtle enough to be mistaken, yet bold enough to be heard correctly. “However, since there doesn’t seem to be anyone else stepping forward with such innovative solutions to the problems we face, I will go along with my esteemed colleagues this one time. You have the Council’s unanimous agreement.”

Roc Wieler, Colonel of the Tribal Liberation Force, clicked his heels together, and offered a crisp salute. He was a bit short for a Brutor, but wider across the shoulders than average. He was in full dress regalia for this occasion, and looked every bit the strong officer he was. He was a growing force in the Republic as well, though he didn’t really comprehend his reach. He was ambitious in his military career, but not for any personal or political power. His sole motivation was the liberation of his people. Noble, if not naive.

As Colonel Roc Wieler turned on his heel and left the Council chambers, General Mako couldn’t help but quietly hope Roc Wieler failed.