"No need. We're safe now. If they've changed to radio energy, the big broadcast is on."

The sky was filled with exploding spheres as the whispers sobbed the tale of the disaster. A score of the energy monsters, bred from the metal pot overnight, burst in the rays of the rising sun. Energy, meeting resistance, was changing to something else.

The war of energy and matter might continue on the molten surface of the sun, but on earth there would be only the wars of ideals.