As the foremost Master of Intelligence in the Imperial Administrative Region.
Urus possessed detailed data on three hundred worlds—population, finances, military armaments...
He certainly knew what kind of place the slave world of Ostia was: a derelict planet, stripped of all its minerals by the Empire. The fact that Sipia had been able to trade a private armory for his life spoke volumes.
Clearly, faced with Urus striking a nerve and digging up his past, Sipia's expression turned utterly grim.
His gaze swept warily down the corridor. Six meters to his left, Nelom and Reinhardt blocked the only way out. At the blast door leading to the bridge, Urus emerged from the shadows, guarding the path back.
The narrow, five-meter-wide corridor was forged from pure steel. Sipia knew that if he didn't fight for his life now, he would have absolutely no chance of survival once the three of them attacked together!
