How does he know that? Vorgens wondered.
The Kang continued, “Your mighty Empire has no military arm that can withstand the Komani peoples. One small clan of us has humbled your Mobile Force and planetary garrison. By this time tomorrow the word will be spreading through the galaxy that the Komani are on the march. Shinar is the beginning. The other clans will join us. In fact,” Okatar leaned forward and lowered his voice, conspiratorially, “how can you be sure that dQ, the warriors on Shinar are really members of my clan?”
Vorgens felt as though he had been shot again. Slowly, he answered, ‘”What you are saying is that you propose to cause a galactic war between the Komani clans and ‘the Terran Empire. You cannot win such a war. The Empire has resources that will crush you; it will only be a matter of time—and lives.”
Okatar waved down the Star Watchman. “No, my naive Terran. Not at all. Your Empire is crumbling already. If you had the strength to crush us, you would do it now, here, on this planet. Instead you send a small Mobile Force that will be extinguished in another day,
“The people of Shinar do not want your Empire. The people of me galaxy have learned to hate the Terrans. How do you think the Terrans gained control of their Empire? By taking it from the Masters. Now the Komani will take it from the Terrans. For too long now the Komani have fought each other, while the Terrans gained strength from our weakness. But that time is drawing to a close. When the other Komani clans see that the Terrans can be humbled in battle, they will join the clan of Okatar. Your Empire is ripe for picking.”