Horror came over Reancore’s face.  “You don’t know, do you,” he asked?

   “Here,” said Reancore’s eldest son, “Let me do the honor, please father?”  He strode forward without awaiting permission and stood feet in front of Tarth.  “Your leader, Alexander Oates has sent several armies into the universe, taking control of several planets.  He slaughtered most of their inhabitants and turned the rest into slaves.  Brutal, I know, but true.  But, it doesn’t end there; he’s using the slaves to mine valuable ores and to harvest materials like trees and meat.”

   “Lies,” Tarth...

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