INTERIOR: IMPERIAL GARRISON BASE.

Commander Aban stands white-faced upon a holoprojector. He presses a button and speaks as the camera pans around him.

"We suspect Rebels aided the natives and the strange Golden Sun effect has weakened. The gravity emanations have vanished. I will need more ..."

But Aban is interrupted by a stern, angry voice.

"No commander, no more. Make do with what you have."

Aban turns away from the holoprojector and stares out a transparisteel porthole.

EXTERIOR: SEDRIAN OCEAN. On a small atoll stands two Sedrians, looking at the Imperial base. They stand defiantly, bellowing into the wind, then dive beneath the golden waves.

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