Spacers would hover, their mighty weapons blaring forth.
They pressed buttons concealed under their coats and slowly began to fade, their outlines becoming indistinct and hazy. Kir-Um raised a hand to his head in salute.
"Poor, foolish Earthlings," he murmured, "this is the end. Always remember, if it had not been for Joe Carson's Joke, you would never have found your demise. I salute you, strange creatures."
And they were gone.