Commandos vs Horsemen

Bail Organa paces nervously. Thus far, the palantir hasn't steered him wrong, but he keeps obsessively checking it.  He anxiously shifts the stone from hand to hand, debating on what to do. Much like the fabled "one ring", it seems this artifact from middle earth also has an addictive quailty.

"Make a command. Then check to make sure it's the right one. Yes. Yes. That's it. Tell them. The spaceman. He who crushes my beloved Star of Death. Look out for him." Organa's inner dialogue has  become a series of insane babbling.

"Any sign of the Space Ace?" he asks as he struggles to contain his nerves.

"None, sir. But we think we've spotted the Horsemen's space transport."

"Ready all the cannons, then. Perhaps the Spaceman hopes to take us unaware. We shall blow their ship on my command. Await my command!"

His actions now justified, Organa peers into the orb, and is puzzled by what he sees. A grey, craggy surface filled the palantir. The view begins to shift, and the surface begins to resemble a face.

"Oh sh-" begins Bail as it dawns on him what he's looking at, but it's too late. An Omega beam erupts from the Commandos palantir  and vaporizes the Death Star commander where he stands.

"Enough cowardice." growls Darkseid as he lowers his palantir. "Unleash hell"

And the Horsemen onslaught begins...