LeftHandofGod
The general tells the other soldiers to lower their weapons, and soon enough the troops on site start dissipating, he then pulls out a cellphone, calls someone, and after some minutes of conversation, he gives the cellphone to Maglor.
Wthral:*So, uhm, he can't understand what you say, but I can, since another alien race gave me a neural implant that still has to be studied, for now you may speak to me, I'll be able to respond.
General Fratt keeps waiting there, just in case.