Finally he was summoned back to the hall. As he arrived he found several Kracken females there and several half bloods. He was motioned to the podium without a word. A councilman rose.
     "It never occurred to me," he began, that we had friends among The Krackens, that not all of them were our enemies, that some had done all in their power to help our people. There are still some we feel should be put to death, but we no longer wish the blood of their children on our hands. Yours is a very wise people On behalf of all others gathered here I ask you to help us sort the good from the evil. Our eyes are too clouded by our anger. We cannot see clearly enough. "
     "Certainly, " Raul answered. "I can have some Speakers here in a few days that will gladly assist you in sorting out the good from the evil. I have some on the ships, but we must return to the battle."
     "No!" the councilman snapped. "If you wish alliance with us you stay! You bring your people from your homeland, and they establish the colony here. We want people only of your blood, your heritage. Otherwise than that we will not agree! And you stay! You rule them. We will have that or we will have nothing!"
     Raul was taken back. "My people don't usually do that," he answered. "When we establish colonies we usually bring in people from everywhere, not just one place. What you are suggesting isn't done too often! I would have to ask. I'm sure my superiors would like to leave a few ships here to help you defend the system. I think you would be far better off having more skilled men help you. But if this is what you want I will most certainly ask! I should have an answer in a day or so."
     " Military commander," the representative snapped, "escort our guest to the communications center! Make available whatever equipment he needs to converse with his people. Summon us again when his people have answered his inquiry."
     Ting Gon came forward. "Immediately!" he answered. "Come, Warlock."
     They quickly made their way to the communications center, and Raul reached sector operations. His superior listened with great interest. "Well!" he finally remarked, "You've got quite a situation, Fleet Commander! We desperately need that system! Cooperative allies there would be a distinct advantage to us. I am tentatively approving the agreement, and sending it on. I don't think anyone else will reject it. It's going to take us a few days to get a reply from the home world. But I would begin operations immediately! Keep a third of your ships, what personnel you think will be of assistance to you, and send the rest on to meet the forces going to our next objective. Do you feel that insufficient?"
     "No!" Raul answered.  "With the local ships and the ones we've salvaged from The Krackens that they can quickly man we'll have more than enough forces to defend the system! Thank you, Commander!"
     They quickly returned. The councilmen had not departed, so the hall was again filled. "We have a bargain!" Raul announced. "People of my heritage are being gathered from among our forces, and in a short time a fleet carrying colonists from my homeland will depart our home world. It will take them some months to get here, but your wishes are being fulfilled."
     "Excellent!" the councilman answered. "Now we will celebrate our liberation, but not with blood, not with death. We don't want you to begin working 'til the celebrations are over. Let there be feasting! Let there be dancing! Let there be joy! The oppressors are gone, and we have found gracious new friends. Let us have joy!"
     It was a considerable amount of celebrating. Raul was glad he did not indulge in intoxicating beverages! The natives provided a very pleasant substitute for his people, and a good time was had by all, a very good time!