It was a good thing Takeshi wasn't in charge of handling criminals, evidently some of his father's methods had rubbed off on him. Either that or he just wasn't at all in favor of treating a bad guy nicely, that could be it too. To him it just made no sense, why put up someone who had done such nasty things? Sure they were in a cell, but they got food, got to go outside now and again, and they were alive. How many people, he wondered, were dead because of the General? A particular scene came to mind, back when they had first arrived and found that underground building all covered in what he now figured to be perhaps blood. It was something he was interested in discussing, but just one glance at Shu and he could tell this conversation really wasn't for the little guy. Sighing to himself Takeshi opted to end it then, instead going about trying to console his little brother and get him to relax. The little guy really needed to ease up a little, especially since they were more or less at their destination now. It may not be Shu's idea of a good time but they had to do this, for T'charrl's sake. And really, who was going to hurt them? There were loads of armed guards, the General was probably in a sorry state and there were three of them here. Unless they were somehow ambushed like before there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

It had to be certain that T'charrl was prepared to face the General, there was no telling how the Prince might behave in front of the man. After all that had been done to him hardly anyone would be surprised if T'charrl was angry with Garesh, and really it was unlikely anyone would stop him from relieving some of that anger. Though the guards had indeed given orders to the contrary many of them held the sentiment the man deserved a little something more for all the harm he had done, so turning a blind eye and letting the Prince blow off some steam wasn't out of the question. With nothing more to cover the head guard took out a key and unlocked the thick steel door, tumblers churning audibly and clicking as they released. Grabbing hold of the handles he gestured for his partner to swing it open, one hand resting on the hilt of his own sword as he watched. "Garesh, you've got visitors! You know the drill, don't try anything."

"Oh come now... Do you think I'd hurt anyone in here?" came an amused voice, emanating from the far end of the cell. Sat on a low bed was a large Kaesstrian, wearing some well-worn, brown slops with all four arms bound to one another. His hair had grown longer and looked unkempt, part of his face obscured by it all now. Though he hardly looked it this was definitely the once esteemed General, and even in his sorry state he wasn't any less zealous or confident in himself. "How poetic... The victorious Prince has come to pay the fallen General a visit. I am honored, truly," Garesh mocked, bowing his head with a smile. This was... Unexpected. T'charrl was not supposed to be here, he should be back at the ship. Ah... But his men would figure something out, he need not worry about it. Lifting up his head the General looked back at T'charrl again, his slightly sunken eyes holding the Prince curiously as he looked him up and down. "You're different... I see you've taken to the energy then. I knew it would work, I knew it. Tell me..." Garesh began again, standing up as his chains rattled and held him, "What is it like, having so much power? It must be intoxicating." 

In order to draw out the Prince they needed some kind of hostage, and this man would just fit that bill. He was an unusual one, though vaguely familiar at the same time. Perhaps he had been part of the group who had killed their allies last time? Hard to say, but regardless this wasn't a personal vendetta, they were here on a mission. Since the Prince did not seem to be immediately present they had to take the next best thing and work from there. Watching Viral closely they worried they may lose him as he began moving back to the ship, preparing to pounce then freezing as he stopped and looked around. No way had they been detected, they were hidden as could be from him. If they hadn't been noticed yet they would be here soon as a move needed to be made, lest they lose their target. Exchanging looks with his two companions the lead Kaesstrian gave a silent nod, both men branching off into opposite directions to circle around Viral. Alone now the leader went ahead and jumped out of the tree he was in, slowly exiting the brush with a hand on his sword. They could not kill the man, but injuries may be necessary to subdue him. It was unlikely just intimidation would work here either given their past, they would most certainly have to use force. Easing his hand off of the sword then he crouched down, spreading his wings and bursting forward at high speeds in an attempt to grab Viral and tear him away from the ship. Size wise he was fair small comparatively, but they would find out who was stronger here soon. In the time he was doing that the others were making a move as well, one to the left and the other to the right, both closing in simultaneously on their mark.