"Commander, handle it." Felix ordered from the cockpit.
He had no plans of showing himself to Prince Beelzebub since he would figure out that he wasn't Lucifer with a single glance...Felix had many plans to use the uncanny resemble to dupe some demons.
In a few minutes at best, Commander Nethereal arrived at the locked-out scene...Even though Prince Beelzebub hadn't attacked anyone, they were still ordered to clear the area.
"I am here."
Commander Nethreal stood in front of Prince Beelzebub with his chest upright and shoulders straight.
He kept staring right into the eyes of Prince Beelzebub without an ounce of fear or distress.
As the commander of one of the biggest fleets in the SGAlliance, he was more than competent to handle anyone before him.
