One of the high-explosive rounds found the bombs. A massive blast ripped open the boatlike hull's topdeck and starboard tumblehome. Flames licked across the surrounding wood and steel. Cables parted, flailing and deadly. The battered gondola fell with a jerk, left dangling at a sharp angle. Fragments, crates, and crew members living or not slid off and rained down. The crippled enemy began to veer ponderously with loss of steering. Then they were past.