We had just reached enlightenment when all hell broke loose.
The Martians arrived, as I had anticipated. When they presented themselves, I recognized (from my time spent as a colonized human) the king Martian. I called him by name, which got the attention of the Martians.
I was brought before the Martian king, whose name was Kriggruneg. He asked me how I knew his name, and also how I spoke Martian (I spoke Martian). Instead of answering I threw a net over him. He was so confused that he ordered the ships to leave, and they did, never to bother Earth again.
It was a pity that I was still on board.