Spirit of Adventure

"If the intelligence we have so far is correct, Matt Hona is no match for Wilhuff Tarkin. That is, if Wilhuff Tarkin was truly commanding the battle on Terminus Planet," Helmut Zemo said.

Tang Xiao looked at Zemo's hologram. The man had grown a beard and looked considerably older. "What do you make of this?"

"Actually, if their positions were switched, my conclusion would be reversed as well," Zemo said. "At their core, they are the same kind of person—when it comes to warfare, that is. In other respects, Tarkin possesses many traits Matt Hona lacks: sharpness, sophistication, cunning, and ruthlessness."

"That is why I have said that Wilhuff Tarkin's future achievements will know no bounds. He will be one of the Fourth Civilization's greatest enemies," Tang Xiao said. "I understand what you mean. Both Matt Hona and Tarkin are the sort to fight prepared battles... Give them however many resources, and they will wage a war of that scale. They are unlike Sefrans Tann. I suspect that even if you gave her only a corvette, she would still be thinking about how to take down a battleship."

"Indeed. So, will the fighting on Terminus Planet continue?" Zemo asked.

Tang Xiao smiled faintly and leaned back in his starship seat. "You know, Zemo, although you are very good at reading people, you are wrong this time. In the previous battles, whether it was the Republic 19th Army during the Bespin Siege or those Rebel Alliance forces on Lothal, none of them were our true challenge..."

"You mean Matt Hona still has untapped potential?" Zemo asked with a smile.

"I have heard about his past record, so you are mistaken. If Matt Hona truly goes mad, his spirit of adventure will be no less than Sefrans Tann's," Tang Xiao said.

Otherwise,