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“No biomass, no feeding,” he said. “Your sacrifice is mathematically optimal.”

Then, a shimmer. A construct of living math and dead light materialized before the Silent Claw : an Extradimensional Invader, a Herald of the Unbidden. It did not attack. It whispered into the hive mind.

Xira made a deal. The Cybrex would lend her their ultimate weapon: the Null Lance , a device that fired condensed dark matter to collapse dimensional anchors. In return, she would let them upload one percent of her hive mind into their network—so the Cybrex could finally feel regret again. Stellaris

And the sky, for once, did not answer.

Thrakk deployed his “Planet-Cracker” class vessel, the Unforgiven , not at the Unbidden, but at the Xylos fringe world of Tu’shan—a nursery planet. He detonated its core, shattering the world and billions of unborn drones. “No biomass, no feeding,” he said

She agreed. She had no soul to lose. She was a million souls.

The Cybrex Prime, a sphere of black chrome and weeping logic, opened a channel. It did not attack

Empress Xira felt the psychic backlash across ten light-years. She severed the connection to Vor, sacrificing his individuality to save the hive. But the damage was done. The Unbidden had a lock on the Sutharian psyche.