Jhonny watched as the vulture-like alien snapped his head aggressively toward the newcomer, and narrowed his eyes.
"Commander Qrir. You are off duty. You have no business being here. Go rest, sir. I have this under control," the vulture claimed.
The eagle-like alien looked at him, his eyes narrowing as well, before he turned his head slightly to look at Jhonny, who was almost behind him.
"It sure seems like you. But even off duty, I still supersede your authority. Go back to your watch position, Sergeant. I'm taking over this situation."
The vulture clapped his beak angrily, while glaring at the eagle.
"Sir. I can deal with him. Go back to resting; I have—"
The eagle dashed forward, taking the vulture by surprise, as a razor-sharp wing suddenly found itself directly under the latter's beak.
"This wasn't a request, Sergeant. It was an order. Shall I remind you what happens to people who disobey orders?"
