By the Force, Elzar thought. He could see the shape of the upper half of the station, still fizzling with thousands upon thousands of sparking wires, shrinking in size as the two halves went separate ways, each toward its own fate. Damn the Nihil. Damn them to every hell in every mythology of the galaxy! At least both individual halves’ structures seemed to have held. The emergency lights remained on. There was still some chance for survival, embodied in the power cells Elzar needed to transport immediately. Still, before he did so, Elzar took one last moment to look at the small vanishing
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