22 An enormous, swirling cloud formed over the ocean. From the ARC Enforcer’s observation lounge, Rampa peered down at the green and blue world of Nesteel. He imagined the storm collecting power on the ocean’s surface, sending powerful gusts and horizontal rain through the atmosphere. Even from high orbit, the storm was impressive as the clouds turned and the system moved toward land. He sighed, allowing his gaze to drift toward the capital of Cantok. The might of the Zahl Empire had squashed the planet’s recent revolution, as it had so many times across the known galaxy. But he knew the truth, sensing the Empire’s inner decay so many other leaders would never admit. The exemplary machine needed growth and expansion, or it would crumble into dust. His blue eyes surveyed the remote loca

