Leonel stood in the skies for a long while, seemingly not even noticing the number of Brazinger family members slowly encircling him. Let alone that, he didn't seem to have taken care to mind the sheer number of them that had surrounded his flagship.
By this point, they had given up on trying to make it on board and had settled for the next best thing: waiting for Leonel.
As Leonel stood in the skies in silence, a ship just as silently approached, stopping just about a hundred or so meters from him. Given the unique rules of space travel and warfare, this distance was actually very close and was about as close as most dared to come without having to worry about other variables. At that distance, it might as well have been the equivalent of someone standing nose to nose with Leonel on the ground.
Leonel had slowly calmed from his initial rage induced state. There were certain things that he had to be rational about.
