[@thewizardguy][@Nightknight][@supertinyking]

While most would likely be offended or otherwise non-plused in some way by the sheeple's comments about him, Xel'rath simply states "and there in lies my authority of judgement: exclusivity from the ability to be judged as well as the knowledge of an unfathomable number of races greater than the norm. What most find primitive is simple a lable people such as humans and other, similar species use to define types of objects. for instance, a traditional firearm would be classified as primitive yet it could kill anyone here under the right circumstances, the same with a spear or even just a humble stone. While energy weaponry such as lasers, plasma, even railguns to an extent, are classified as 'advanced' just simply because they use some form of technology beyond chemical and mechanical to trigger their effects" in a complete monotone while he walks, scanning his surroundings, detecting the unease the crowd now held upon his arrival as well as the unease the commander held towards the figure that had gone on ahead. 

"a human more in line with the average. rather uninteresting, predictable... yet you find issue with him?" the being muses, directing his question at the commander after a brief scan of vulga, seeming to gain much even without complete deconstruction, his scanner seeming to be on near constantly as his head swivels from building to building, the only real reason he was following them being to document the information for himself. "oh, and commander, do not feel bad at being called primitive. It is simply the nature of your race to be below another in terms of technology for that is how things work, there will always be someone higher up just like how those that you seem primitive will always seem primitive to another and so on and so on." Xel'rath adds as if in after thought, having read the slight agitation despite the psionic shielding, the barrier simply being another energy for him to manipulate to his whims