Taming (Part 2)

"Shut..." The moment he heard Darth Malthael's words, Nute Gunray collapsed onto the floor. The Neimoidian's flounder-like face scrunched into a knot. "How do you know?!"

Darth Malthael continued sipping his wine at leisure. "Of course I know, because you are the switch Darth Sidious concealed... the switch to the war. Ever since the B-1 battle droid riot at the Eriadu Commerce Summit, you naturally installed this emergency shutdown command in every newly manufactured droid."

"This is... this is... an emergency system for safety reasons." Nute Gunray still clung to a shred of hope. This truly was his greatest secret, and after he had eliminated the engineers involved in the design to silence them, there should have been only two people in the entire Milky Way Galaxy who knew about that switch!

Him, and Darth Sidious.

But how did this Archangel of Death know?!

"Let me tell you a story, Nute Gunray." Darth Malthael spoke slowly. "The war between the Galactic Republic and the Confederacy of Independent Systems will last two to three years."

He glanced at Nute Gunray, whose body was still trembling violently.

"But this war will yield no result for either side. For the Confederacy, its strength will ultimately be incapable of shaking the Galactic Republic. The gap in their productive capacity is simply too vast. Once the Republic's industrial worlds begin operating at full capacity, an endless stream of warships will completely overwhelm the Confederacy's poor, backward planets. Not to mention... the Jedi Order." Darth Malthael said.

"But neither will it be easy for the Galactic Republic to defeat the Confederacy. With thousands of star systems joining it and the aid of Mega-corporations such as the Trade Federation, the Confederacy of Independent Systems can unleash no small amount of power—especially when it suffers defeats on the