Fletcher Pratt,
The Onslaught from Rigel — Chapter XXIV: The Ending of It All
(1932)
“ If you doubt it try and find how many Lassans live after today's battle. Go on back where you came from. You're not wanted in this world.”“You know, or should know, the law of evolution,” replied the Lassan. “The weaker and less intelligent must ever give way before the stronger. By the divine right of—” his flow of thought stopped suddenly, changed to a wild tumult of panic. Sherman looked up. Round the rim of the blue dome, where it stood above the hangings, a string of lights was winking oddly, in a strange, uneven rhythm. “God of the Lassans, deliver us!” ”
