Shaking his head, General Freedom didn’t follow the descending ship. He didn’t need to, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to play lapdog to some short alien with a Napoleon complex. Charging ZPE within his form, the energy rippled across his body in increasing spikes of power that would show up on any system able to detect such energy signatures, and he figured the alien ship would be able to do that. 

What had the alien said, he received his scars from another energy user? If he had the same piss poor attitude Steve could understand why he had gotten them. 
 
It was a shame that he had to deal with egotistical villains on Earth, now he had to deal with an alien who like to boss people around as if he was in charge. Well Steve pondered his next move as he calculated the ships distance from him, he followed protocol and had asked the alien to identify himself, which he did. 

What had he said exactly? His name was Kanitah Noraha Ayna. He was the holder of something, what had he said? A word of power, whatever that meant, and he was a hero of some place called Pundambaya. 

There would be little civility, the alien had come to Earth throwing his little runty ass around like he owned he place, something that Steve figured that this Kanitah would take offense to if General Freedom were to do it to him on Pundambaya.

He tipped over and slowly snaking his way after the ship, his eyes narrowed a bit as he studied the craft, seeking any obvious weaponry, rather anything that he could assume to be weaponry. 

The next few minutes and the next few words the alien uttered would determine if this would become a hostile situation.