No sooner did I drink the sight in than the sun split itself apart once again, each shard charging with power and unleashing massive projectiles of unstable energy towards the Princes. An all-out naval brawl ensued, with energy blades cutting into the ship’s deck and great fireballs blowing craters into it, forcing me to take cover again. But none of the impacts seemed to faze the vessel: it continued to sail forth, straight and true. The same could not be said of the Princes’ ships: the alien struck them with ruthless precision, the projectiles creating columns of explosive steam when they punched through their hulls. Despite the Princes’ best efforts, their vessels were torn to shreds, and their suns were struck with the green projectiles next, battering them into the ocean. There, they boiled the water with incredible force, but were ultimately shoved down into the depths by the unrelenting tide of destruction.