It was Steve that remembered Sanaron. "Charlemagne!" he roared into his mike.
"Who's calling?"
"Hagen. Remember Sanaron."
"Sanaron?"
"Ten minutes back at full drive lies Sanaron!"
"God!"
And then, for the first time in the history of space, in the history of the Guardians, came the dreaded Black Alarm.
Sanaron was a complete stellar system, eight habitable planets well inhabited by every possible form of sentient life. The star, Sanaron, was a nondescript G-zero that would not have had even a number in the Terran catalogs before the conquest of space, but Sanaron was a full-grown star in the flush of its energic cycle. Once the raving centroid of raw energy erupted from the Lunalight fell into the gravitational field of Sanaron it would drop into the star. And then mankind would see, a supernova in operation—for a brief instant before this system cremated itself.
The Black Alarm!