The Xyrans surrounded Ashton, their mistrust and hostility fixed on him as the air around them trembled with tension.
Ashton's presence on Nefarion, which was absolutely off-limits to outsiders, had alarmed the Xyrans. Yet, rather than cower under their scrutiny, Ashton greeted them with a bold and confident smile, his eyes blazing with defiance as if he didn't care he was facing Xyrans.
His stance was that of a warrior undeterred by the odds stacked against him. Although he appeared to be standing there casually, Nishkca could see no openings for them to attack the human.
That was enough to put Nishkca on edge, but his newly recruited underlings didn't have the experience he did. Even then, he was hopeful they'd be able to subdue the stranger before them.
"Should we end both of them?" one soldier asked. "One is a traitor, and the other is infiltrating our planet."
