Alerted by the sound of clattering wood, Akamu turned to face the beached ship. A pair of deep brown eyes stared back at him near the hull. Akamu stared back at the glaring eyes. He brandished his knife in front of his face while standing in a unique fighter's stance. Where a prince would have learned combat training is anyone's guess.<br/>"Friend or foe?" Akamu asked coldly to the unblinking eyes. Akamu's orb sunk and rose in the air unpredictably and it's LED lights flashed and blinked at irregular intervals. Akamu took this as a sign that the orb was scared out of its wits, but it could just as well be clunking out from lack of sufficient power and maintenance.