Alexandre stared at the man. He had his arms out, Fal-Cona still didn’t trust him whether he appeared or was unarmed, and he was still an enemy. Alexandre took one step closer to the ‘unarmed’ man, and stared. For a few minutes, there was total silence, except for the small breeze.

“You.” Alexandre said pointing to a man a little behind him. “Check him!”

The man took a step forward and stopped. He was apparently afraid, either way he was going to do it or die.

“Now!” Alexandre shouted at him looking as if he was going to swipe him along the face. “Or I will finish you off myself!” At the words, the man rushed forward and stood in front of the man.

“Who are you?” Fal-Cona asked taking another step closer to the man. Fal-Cona shifted his weight a little and frowned. He was sore, and he wasn't excited to see this man. But the man could prove worthy, if he was a important figure on this planet. But so far he seemed to be an diplomat. "Answer me!"