The next part after this is the second most epic part, btw. Epic space battle-time
Kommander Alec looked up at the sky. He noticed that ship hulls began to fall to the ground, streaking the sky. The laser bolts flying through space were too tiny for him to see, but he could tell that something was very wrong.
RIN forces were having extraordinary difficulty breaking into the AN beer reserves, a vault designed to last the end of time itself. They were using mortars, explosives, the Bavarians even contributed miniature FLEIJA's, but the door stood stuck, trapping all the alcohol stored inside. It was the same story with the PAX Corps weapons depot.
He was so caught up in his thoughts, he never saw the dapper suited man sneak up behind him, unpinning an obsidian-black ball. He threw it, and Alec heard it clink onto the ground, but there was nothing he could do at that point. The ball burst into one of the most recognizable explosions in the galaxy, a beautifully perfect five by five by five purple sphere, so geometric even the Trattorians would compliment it.
Alec's dreadnought tripped, one of its legs ripped from real space. A hole opened in the armor, as the suited man approached him. Surprised RIN troops fired at the man, but he fearlessly took the shots and continued. The last three colors Alec saw was the golden barrel of a gun, red splattering over his eyes, and the world fading into black.
The colors of the TA, he thought.