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        "You came from the planet of Olo Malan, a planet in the Tulip
Continuum, in the Permissive Dimensions. You - there was a city,
Dalar Dalvar."
        "Dalar ken Halvar," said Hatch.
        "Ken Halvar, yes," said San Kaladan, accepting the
correction. "Your home cosmos was cut off from the Nexus for
twenty thousand years, but you had access to a tutorial facility,
a Combat College. You were a Stormtrooper when the Tulip Continuum
was reunited with the Nexus. That's all I know."
        "Then know this," said Hatch. "I brought the Way to my
planet. I wrote a thesis which taught my city of Nu-chala-nuth.
But that was not enough. To secure our freedom to follow the Way,
we - there was oppression, religious oppression. So we had to
stage a revolution. I was one of its leaders."
        "I didn't know that," said San Kaladan.
        "But that's what happened," said Hatch. "For the sake of our
religion, I had to help lead a revolution. Unfortunately, my
brother - my brother, Oboro Bakendra, he was bitterly opposed to
Nu-chala-nuth and all that it stood for. He was a priest of the
Great God Mokaragash. In the end - in the end I had to kill my
brother. I had to cut down my brother. Then - then kill and burn
an old man, Sesno Felvus, the High Priest of the Great God
Mokaragash. I renounced the traditional god of my people and I
killed the High Priest of that god."
        Hatch said this, then fell silent. He experienced a wailing
desolation. He had now cut himself off from his people.
Irrevocably. He had denounced his brother, his god, his high
priest - in front of the witnesses in Forum Three. He would never
be allowed to forget it.
        There was silence from San Kaladan.
        "That was the measure of the sacrifice I had to make," said
Hatch. "Will you make a lesser sacrifice?"
        "It is an honor," said San Kaladan slowly. "It is an honor
to die in the company of a martyr."
        It was a quote from the Ezra Akba, the holy book of Nu-
chala-nuth, and Hatch answered in kind, matching this quote with a
quote of his own:
        "Blood answers to blood, and that which was speaks now to
that which is, and so we hold the sun, and find the sun
sufficient."
        In this context, "the sun" designated a killing blade, a
blade bright with sunlight. Hatch had given voice to a part of the
Martyr's Creed, and San Kaladan answered in kind:
        "We find the sun sufficient."
        "Then let us switch to the broadband and speak to our
troops," said Hatch. "It's time to brake, time to fire rockets.
Give them the order."
        Obedient to this command, San Kaladan switched from the
intimate mode to broadband broadcast. He gave the necessary order,
speaking brusquely, harshly:

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