Sinestro watched the carnage.  He couldn't possibly just stand there, yet the tyrant seemed to have called his bluff.  His only hope was to ensure the success of the revolt he had inspired.  Instantly, everything Sinestro had created with his ring vanished, causing his yellow lantern to plummet to earth as the Sinestro fleet vanished.  The Prince teleported directly in front of the castle, in the lines of fire.  "Do not look directly at the power ring!"  He yelled, firing a massive blast of energy.  A corona of light exploded from his power ring, visible from 10 miles distant, and drilled into the castle, tearing apart the matter of the castle, in hopes of blowing a massive hole in the front, maybe even cutting the power to the automated defenses.<br/><br/>"You'll never do anything without Power!"  The power ring whispered to Sinestro, as it went gray along with his costume.  Sinestro searched around desperately for a uniform and a gun from the fallen revolters, hoping desperately that their inertia would make them depose their tyrant.  How quickly would they be able to realize that the threat of annihilation was gone, anyway?