She idly pulled a dagger from her boot and threw it across the bridge. The blade impaled Tuvok right between the eyes. He fell over his console. Nobody moved, nobody breathed. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one.
Resistance is futile.
All eyes went to the viewscreen, as beside Voyager. The space rippled and tore and twisted as eight Borg cubes dropped out of Transwarp. He put his hands over his head. Seven said with joy and billions of voices seemed to be speaking with her. Silent green light filled the world.