| abstract | - Tomedana stood outside of the council hall. All he could hear was the muffled voices of the eldest Bonda. He heard nothing as to if the EIT were declared evil or not. No voices were raised, no tears were shed. There was no sign either way. Tomedana looked outside. he saw young Bonda children, happy and playing. It was a glorius day on Grell. He then imagined the destruction that could be cuased by the war. The glorious day suddenly turned into a nightmare. Flames rained from the sky as Grell died slowly. He almost wanted to burst in there and stop them. Theri ancestors did not want blind war on their quest to destroy evil. If only he could stop it. If he did, the Wolforum would have his head. Then rage for the Wolforum filled his head. They turned the Bonda into exactily what created the great river. But nothing could stop the council. They were the great leaders, and were the supreme authority, with Barodo at its head. He liked Barodo, but feared the man was going senile. He spent all of the Bonda budget money on tri fighters, which now make up our whole navy. Many people have tried over and over to add something besides fighters, or to create a more democratic Grell, but between hi aging and the Wolforum, there was little hope for him, or the race. Tomedana could not help but feel responsible. He told his species of a race who killed the Grox. But once they found out the truth behind the Eteno, everything changed. Three days later, Tomedana's greatest fear wash realized. The Eteno were declared evil, and would be sent a message, asking them to repent in but a week, or face death --- Barodo sat down and began to pen a message to the Eteno. With slight regret Barodo ordered the message sent, unable to be either retracted or edited.
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