A dull, teeth-grating crash rang out.
The chest armor, forged from the T'au Empire's strongest alloy and capable of withstanding a direct hit from a tank cannon, crumpled like a fragile eggshell beneath Saul's fist. It was pierced and shattered in an instant!
Saul's arm punched straight through the mech's cockpit.
Farsight felt an indescribable agony rip through his chest. He lowered his head and saw the fist burning with golden flames that had pierced both his body and his seat.
Slowly, Saul withdrew his fist.
Then, with one hand, he seized the ruined red battlesuit by the neck and lifted it as though it were a chick.
He forcibly activated the battlesuit's communications interface and broadcast the scene through Farsight's mech's communications channel to every T'au force still fighting across the Dalis System.
This despairing scene appeared simultaneously on every Fire Warrior's helmet display, every tank driver's screen, and every rear commander's tactical map.
They saw the undefeated war god of their hearts, their greatest hero-Commander Farsight-dangling helplessly like a broken toy in the hand of that golden, godlike human.
Saul slowly raised his other hand, gathering a mass of golden light too dazzling to look at.
Then he placed that hand on the head of Farsight's battlesuit.
Slowly, bit by bit, he tightened his five fingers.
The teeth-grating sound of metal being crushed traveled through the communications channel and across the entire battlefield.
"Ugh... ah... for... for the..."
Over the communications channel, Farsight let out his final sigh, filled with endless pain and despair.
He never finished his words.
Crunch.
Saul crushed the battlesuit's head, along with everything inside it, to dust.
He casually tossed the shattered, headless crimson mech to the ground.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Across the entire Dalis battlefield, everyone who had witnessed the scene, whether