Seconds later, a trio of Jaani'sarri marines were closing in on the fracas. They shoved away the few rubberneckers who wouldn't clear the lane. The leading two Cizerack troopers drew shock batons from thigh scabbards, snapping the telescoping cudgels into a deployed position with a crackle of energy. A quick moment to assess the situation showed a wounded humanoid being defended by a smaller, agitated, and hirsute alien creature. Opposite these, two hooded men seemed to fit the description of the perpetrators. One of the men lay momentarily sprawled on the deck. The other seemed to still pose a threat.

As one of the marines moved in to pin the prone man to the ground and apply stun cuffs, the other two closed distance on the remaining perpetrator.

"Put jyourr weapon down now!"