Mneta yells "Oi, Surrender and we'll let you live.  The blindness'll wear off in a day or two, dudes" in Millerite, er, space goblinish, with strange slang.  She looks at the molten glass.  "Right.  We'll have to go around it.  Vaath, couldn't you have reduced the intensity?"  Then she looks over at Shyeal.  "Shy, are you alright?  You look really freaked out."  Then she looks at the rest of her allies, who also look freaked out, looking from the glass field to the ship to her.  "Everyone, it's ok" she says with the help of her translator.  "They must have decided to use the ship's main weapon , which was designed to protect us from other ships, with these results.  I think they were trying to protect us by cutting us off from the rest of the army, and scare the poop out of our enemies to end this quickly, just go around the molten glass."  Your allies start milling around to circle the glass field, but though you can't make them out, you can tell there are whispers and see surreptitious pointing at Mneta and the ship.<br/><br/>All over the battlefield, the enemies were surrendering.  The standard Queensland troops carried several handcuffs for prisoners, chaining one's wrist to another's to save resources.  Drow that hadn't teleported chickened out if they felt threatened, both males and females offered to suck cock if they weren't killed, take it up the ass if they got more nervous, have their enemies babies if they were scared and if they Really felt threatened they offer to spill orcish and goblinish secrets.