"The Sith Dominion is not an Empire!" Tepe suddenly barked, his voice booming inside the chamber. He hovered the podium over to the Sith Hunters and looked at Strider, removing his helmet. The Dark Lord's hand gripped into a fist. Oh how he wanted to just launch a lighting at the Hunter. However, he kept himself under control and leaned forwards.
"If the Sith Dominion would indeed be an Empire, why would I be here? Why would I talk when I could invade? Why increase economy and build on jobs when I could take everything under government ownership and enslave the people? To you I am like any other Sith. You base your claims on personal opinions. You have no proof!" he said and grinned at Strider, almost like challenging him
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan