The Pundambayan almost literally steamed with frustration when some of the ships went off in pursuit of Khold, the Angar Ryllan's barked orders at him in an ugly hissing language. Not enough vowels for his tastes, it wasn't even cataloged in his translator either. Piece of junk, he payed way too much for it and it only works half the time. Kanitah's mouth opened and he let out a roar, lowering himself to the ground for a moment before launching himself into the air at the ship. Damn near breakneck speeds on such a low gravity planet, 1/6th or even 1/8th the gravity of the planet on which he trained to be a warrior on. The hero latched onto the nose of the ship just above the main cannon and dug his fingers into the exterior shell. "Open up, cowards and get your punishment." 

Barking orders himself at the men inside of the ship, his translator wouldn't work in their direction so his language would come out as primarily growls and deep thrumming noises. Pundambayan is a damn near impossible language to learn if you aren't born on Pundambaya. With one hand firmly clamped onto the ship he raised his right arm and clenched his fist tightly around the strands of spider web tied on them, bringing it down sharply on the nose of it. Now, Kanitah's strength is pretty remarkable, and this will do one of two things. 

Either A: Kanitah is going to tear his way into the cockpit and beat every single one of these men to unconsciousness.

Or B: This is where the engine is, and he's probably going to cause it to rupture.