The world shakes as captains on both sides are slain or seriously wounded. Dacorum fumes angrily. Minions of Braen! Call off your foolish war! Can you not see what you're doing to your own world? You have lost men, even two of your own captains! If the fighting continues to escalate as it has, the world will be destroyed! Already its path brings it closer to its sister planet; we must stop this chaos! Yet I see that we have no choice but to defend ourselves if you strike again. What Dacorum doesn't realize is that his own side is just as much at fault here.