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Chapter 49 When a people are used as mere human instruments For firing cannon or thrusting bayonets, In the service and for the selfish purposes of a master, Such war degrades a people. . —John Stuart Mills . KASIB A bone vibrating shudder, like standing too close to a warp reactor core just as a ship entered hyperspace, made Lieutenant Kasib's scales rear up upon his skin. He tilted his head, straining his ear-holes to discern whether it was a sound, or the electrical discharge from a freak thunderstorm rolling in off the Akdeniz Sea. The P.A. system outside the stone temple screeched: "Red alert! A ship just appeared inside the atmosphere!" A two-tone siren rose and fell in a wailing, mournful tone, building up into an ear-splitting crescendo. Kasib rushed to the small slit w