A large figure, even larger than the Inquisitor that stood before him, in black and white power armor stood back a bit from the rest of the party, taking note of the situation around the room. *Armed guards, likely standard issue Guard gear. I could kill them before they even moved if my lord commanded it. But as long as the Inquisitor is safe, they can live.* He thought to himself, his face invisible behind his helmet. He rand the palm of one of his gauntlets along the spurs running along his arms. Sharpened and coated in metal, he wouldn't even need to draw a weapon.<br/><br/>He listened in has his lord the the Governor spoke. Even at this distance. Alexander could hear everything going on. "My lord. I have dealt with scum like this before. Chaos rarely pops up in force this fast. They corrupt, infest, and then they erupt, like a boil on the planet. Just give the word and my spines will be coated in the blood of our foe."