'You have a most excellent understanding of my situation,' said Kuat aloud.' I congratulate you, Kuat of Kuat had already vowed that, one way or another, he would make sure that Emperor Palpatine never held this corporation in his foul clutches. The thought that his own hands and mind would be the instruments that brought about the destruction of his beloved Kuat Drive Yards-that set a raging spirit loose inside him.
Only those greater entities that built machines and that beings served and died for had a chance of surviving in this universe. Machines break and rust, he mused, and beings die. The latter was the only thing that mattered to Kuat he cared nothing for his own life.
