His Untouchable Omega
Then, with a cry of pure pain and love, I slammed the blade into the box.
CRACK!
The sound was like a mountain breaking in half. A massive shockwave of white light exploded from the box. It didn't burn; it felt like a cold wind blowing through my soul. I felt my red wings dissolve into mist. I felt the heat in my blood vanish. The silver scar on my chest turned into a regular, pale mark.
The Star-Breaker shattered into a thousand pieces of dull lead.
On the glass screen, the gray dot of my home world suddenly flared back to a bright, healthy green. The harvest had stopped. The people were safe.