T’charrl was fairly ready for meeting the General if a little worried that he might get a bit too anxious while seeing him, not really wanting to have to leave. He felt it was best to talk to him and it was definitely something he needed to do before he had to leave his planet again, especially when it was soon when they would have to leave. He was fine with leaving again to go and fight with his friends, it made him feel independent and prepared for whatever might challenge him, but before he left he needed to talk to the General one last time. If there was ever going to be an answer as to why people were still fighting for him and why the spirit was the way it was then he was going to find out. It was going to be a flaunting of power considering how weak the man might be now, but he was sure he was going to be able to keep his cockiness under wraps and still play the proud Prince. Looking to his two friends he smiled nervously when they didn’t raise any issues themselves, probably hoping to get in and get out themselves.

Looking to the guard once everything was set he put on a stern expression, hoping to keep the attitude low and not look too vulnerable if he was smiling and looking generally pleasant. Taking in a deep breath before the door was opened he hesitated a moment when he heard the General’s voice, giving his friends a quick glance before slowly stepping in, his eyes going to the General. He was definitely worse for wear but then again he did sap the energy from him before going to jail so there was a high chance he hadn’t recovered yet. He shouldn’t be caring too much about something like that, he had business to take care of. Staring down the General’s sorry appearance he frowned, standing fairly strong as to not look intimidated. The man still tried to keep up with his prideful act, as usual. Staring down the man he frowned at the mention of his appearance, looking down at himself briefly before narrowing his gaze at the General. “’Intoxicating’ is hardly the word I’d use. I took something from you that was not meant for a maniac like you. How does it feel, though? To see me holding all the power you tried to kill me with and more? I’m stronger than anyone on this planet. It shouldn’t matter to you, though…seeing how weak you are. Did you really think you could beat someone with natural power with artificially obtained power?”

Viral remembered why he didn’t like this place, finding it particularly terrible to be out and about at night. He didn’t know what was out there and what he might be able to fight off in his condition if something was lurking out there, but he was still willing to stand his ground and not end up falling to some creature just because he decided to turn his back on it and run into the ship. That would be a stupid decision, but it certainly wasn’t beyond his thinking right now. There was something out there, his senses were definitely picking up something or many things trying to be sneaky. They were potentially a danger to the ship if they were organised, maybe some criminals trying to sneak aboard the ship. Growling lowly he looked around, his paw reaching for his blade before something came out of the corner of his eye at quite a high speed. Immediately grabbing his cleaver he spun around to face the attacker; however, once sight was met he was immediately frozen, his body not willing to act under his will like last time. The force that hit him was akin to being hit by a flying log, but his body was still fairly solid and even then he was brought to a stumble rather than going flying back. Winded for a moment he fell to the ground but was quick to try and claw his attacker, throwing his body around to try and force the alien off him. He wasn’t willing to let that little fumble get to him and was very quick and willing to try and get up once more so he could focus.