Sierra (pronounced "Sarah") is appalled by the Dullon. She fears him and hates him, and vows to do spend the rest of her life opposing his very existence, and especially his jihad against the T'laren. She lives for three generations more, becoming the second greatest military leader in history (second only to the Dullon). She aggressively campaigns on many worlds, educating people about the atrocities committed by the Dullon, about the true nature of the Jihad and Kilgar's murderer. Support for the Jihad suffers, and prosecution of the T'laren becomes unfavorable. The few worlds which had continued to offer succor for the T'laren do so openly again. Sierra leads a space armada against the Dullon's fleet again and again. Parallel to becoming the second greatest military leader in history, and the greatest political leader, Sierra gives birth to twelve children by four different pureblood T'laren fathers. In a final, climactic, battle with the Dullon's straggling space fleet, the Dullon's personal one-man attack shuttle breaches the hull of Sierra's flag ship. Sierra and her first mate, Rexor of Clan T'laren, don't get along well, but they respect each others military skills, so they work together well. Dullon himself stalks the halls of the vessel. Tracking his progress, Sierra sends her bridge crew away, including Rexor who leaves with protest. When he reaches the command chamber, Sierra confronts him.
[this story is also told from the perspective of Sierra. the secondary purpose of this story is to reveal that the Dullon has honor, and to build the background of the descendants of Sierra, which becomes important in later chapters.]
In her peripheral vision, Sierra noted that as it had been three generations before, there was an explosion - the blast door guarding the bridge shattered - and through the smoke and debris stepped a figure which had not changed in all those years - the Dullon.
The man-cum-myth surveyed the empty room. Sierra stood, proud and regal, staring at the forward monitor, refusing to acknowledge the Dullon's presence. Memories flooded Sierra's mind and sweat broke out along her scalp as she heard the alto voice again, "Juun-to Io'pah T'laren," it addressed her by her T'laren honorific title. Then it switched to Basic and continued, "The Savoir of the T'laren. I see in the Great Admiral before me a young girl I once met."
Sierra turned slowly, "On that day, long ago, I swore to end your madness."
"And so you have," the Dullon said with a faint smile as it stepped carefully, walking around the bridge. "No other single being or group of beings has done more to impede, no, crush my purge of the T'laren than you." It's mouth smiled, it's eyes showed anger. Sierra remained tight-lipped, but was glad to know that the Dullon was angry. She didn't want to die, however, for the Dullon still existed, and that meant it would continue to butcher the T'laren any way it could. "You cannot stop me, Juun-to Io'pah T'laren. I cannot be stopped." It had completed a full circle of the bridge, and once again stood before the shattered door it had entered through. "You have given me challenge like no other. From this day forth, your decedents shall be granted a boon. Your decedents shall be the last to be purged; only when all other T'laren are gone shall your line suffer."
Without warning, Rexor leapt at the Dullon from the hallway. With a deft bend at the waist, the Dullon caught the front of Rexor's uniform in one hand and flung him across the bridge. So forceful was the throw, that Rexor's body shattered the front view screen before falling to the floor. Despite his broken bones, Rexor tried to rise. The Dullon drew a blaster, but before it could fire, Sierra shouted without thought "No! He is my adopted son!"
The Dullon fired, the blaster pulse hitting Rexor's head and setting his hair on fire. The Dullon retreated into the depths of the ship towards his shuttle. Sierra ran to Rexor. The Dullon's blaster had only grazed Rexor, rendering him unconscious. Sierra cradled the wounded young man and wept with relief. The Dullon never missed.