Katan stared at the downed Kig'yar for a brief moment before grabbing the being by the arm and lifting him to his feet. "Save your words, Rak..." The spec ops officer spoke before joining the Arbiter's side once more, going into active camouflage as well, he caught sight of two guards at the door, sanghelli heretics. "Arbiter, our enemy greets us..." He spoke, the two elites stood firm, wielding carbines.