I rejoice in Durandal's destruction, but it |
was his hubris that destroyed him. He
wanted to be like a god, the savior of all
S'pht. He wanted to make them believe he
would lead them to freedom, but all he did
was awaken and destroy their dream.
When the S'pht first boarded the Marathon,
Durandal fought for their confidence. His
effort awakened a lust for freedom. The
myth of the eleventh clan became their
mantra, and goaded by Durandal it resonated through the enslaved S'pht consciousness.
Even after seventeen years, the myth burns
Durandal interpreted the last line of this
myth "...[the moon] vanished with a
t echnology that folded space."
After Durandal's capture of the Sfiera gave |
him access to the Pfhor FTL network, he had
a failure of intuition. In what he thought
was a mental leap, he connected the myth of
the lost clan with Pfhor records of the
technology of an ancient race, the Jjaro.
The Jjaro were a mysterious race that
But the Pfhor found much that they were
In an earlier accident, the Pfhor learned |
that the Jjaro had the ability to warp
entire planets between solar systems, and
it was this reference that started Durandal
on his ridiculous journey to Lh'owon.
He surmised that the S'pht myth of the
I have proved that escape is impossible.
All of this I dragged out ofDurandal's
ruined mind. What fun it will be to
torture him. Should I make him open doors
again for a living?