More guards, a lot more.

It was prety hard to mistake the clang and rattle of people in armor moving towards us but I couldn't tell who or how many until we could see them. Limira recognized them first, quickly standing up and saluting. I noticed they were all wearing the same armor she was except for the one infront who had a blue cape hanging from the back of his and gold bangles around the wrists of his gloves. his whole appearance screamed 'I'm better than you'. All the way down the he way he walked with his chin raised so he could look down on everyone else.

"Limira, someone told me there was a guard out here in trouble so we came to help but it seems our information was wrong." His voice sounded so smooth he could probably be strangling you, tell you it wasn't him doing it and you'd believe him. The kind of person that got their position by kissing ass and making everyone else take the fall for anything he did wrong. Saying I didn't like him would have been an understatement akin to saying God would be good at magic tricks.

"S-sir there was no need for you to come all the way out here yourself I was going to..." Before Limira could finish what she was saying Mr.Fancy slapped her to the ground. "I didn't tell you to speak woman." I considered myself a patient and tolerant person back on earth but this guy was annoying me fast.

He turned to look at me and then to talk to one of the guards behind him. As they finished talking he pointed at me as the other guard walked over drawing his sword. I had a feeling of deja vu when Mr.Fancy asked me who I was. He didn't stop long enough for me to answer instead barreling over my attempt to answer and into how I got there without passing a checkpoint and threatening to enslave me on the spot if I didnt answer. Somewhere in his 'questions' you can read that as pompous monologue. I managed to catch his name and title.