"Wow!  This'll be a story!  So what's this alternate Earth like?"

"Will we be able to get back home?"

And will they be able to duplicate his secret sample of mithril on an early-Anthropocene tech base.  But he's not going to talk about that just yet.

"I tire of your questions. We are in the middle of a battle. Destroy the Sailor Senshi now and we can discuss these matters later."

"Destroy -"

She looks, disturbed, at the girls who seem to be facing him down.  Why, she wonders futilely, is there so much fighting in the galaxy?

"Right, countermand that, the prince wants them captured alive. Especially Sailor Moon."

Parrolan had really rather not take sides in an Old Earth quarrel so soon.

Jerach hadn't been in any fighting besides barroom brawls, until he got caught at Alorica when the Tenevri were attacking.  And even then - even with the followup attack that got the three of them separated from their ship and stranded on Kenchester - he hadn't done any of the fighting himself.

He'd rather not change that now.

"Well?" he says to the girls with a friendly shrug.  "That you?  What do you have to say for yourselves?"

"What do we have to say for ourselves? You're the ones who tried to kill a six-year-old! You're the ones who have been taking over shop and tricking people into buying cursed make-up and ice-cream! You try to kill everyone who gets in the way of your evil plans, even just by speaking up against your lying adds, and you've never explained yourselves to anyone! You're the ones who owe explanations here! All we have to say is that we found out what we were doing and we tracked you here to stop you! We are the pretty, sailor-suited soldiers of love and justice, the Sailor Senshi, and in the name of the Moon, we will punish you!"

"What!?"

What is even going on here?  Why would they be taking over shops?  Maybe to subtly poison people - but wouldn't Earth's government - well, governments - have stopped them long before now?

Or is this girl just telling wild lies?

And he suddenly notices for the first time these girls are young - noticeably younger even than Rinn.  What are they doing here?

He jumps back out of what would be the line of fire.

Jerach steps back too, holding up his hands.  "Don't know either of you; don't know what that name of the Moon's like."

"If we're taking sides here, I'm with -"

Rinn steps over to the edge of the Sailors' line.

"- the girls who aren't talking about destroying people and aren't cursing shops."

(And they look like they'll be more fun and more friendly, too.)

"Really, Sky-Admiral? Wiseman made out as though you would be our salvation, but you have brought a total of three soldiers, out of which one has betrayed us and another deserted us, both at the first opportunity? The prince will year about this, and so will Wiseman. And if I have my way whoever you answer to in your own timeline will hear about it too."

Rinn laughs hollowly.  Everyone keeps expecting her to work for them.  First her family as a whole, then Uncle Parrolan, then Brodrig, now this fellow...

He'd love for his superiors to hear about this.  Mostly because that would mean they were still alive and able to be talked with!

"Betrayed you?  I can't betray you - I've never owed allegiance to you in the first place!  Or to anyone else on Old Earth!  I'm not even really sure who you are!"

He really doesn't want to owe allegiance to anyone on Old Earth, either.  Though it's not impossible that there'd be more congenial powers in the era before the Global Bureaucracy.

"You agreed to Wiseman's offer of alliance. To go back on that now, after the price we paid to bring you here, is a grave betrayal against the Black Moon - and not one that will go unpunished."

"I what?  How?"

"And -" she looks at the Sailors, and points at the other people "- who are they?"

"Are you sure these are the same people Wiseman contacted? Tuxedo Mask knocked one of your crystals out of place. Could that have disrupted the device's targeting?"

The girl who made the angry speech earlier doesn't take her eyes off the man in the vest, but she addresses Rinn. "We don't know who they are. They just showed up a few weeks ago, and I've already mentioned most of what we know about them."

"Well, he sure didn't contact us.  Maybe some of those plotters in the Kenchester government who were darkly hinting at us earlier?  They seem like the sort of people who'd welcome a chance to take over Old Earth."

"Don't give them ideas!"

"Do you really think you can weasel your way out of your commitments with lies invented by the White Moon?"

"Do you think you can get away with dragooning bystanders just because you mistook them for your allies and don't want to admit your mistake? Moon princess halation!"

As she says this, she waves a white-and-pink rod and sends a spiral of white sparkles towards the man in the vest, who teleports out of the way in a burst of flickering purple flame, leaving the sparkles to destroy the black crystal behind him, and precedes to retaliate by shooting fire from his hands. The other people present join the battle as well, shouting, making strange hand gestures, and shooting water, fire, lightning, spinning golden hearts, candies and roses.

Parrolan staggers back, almost falling over.  They've got their own secret weapons too!?  Not just mithril plating like the Tenevri, but -- these aren't just lasers, they're full projectile beams and more, without any visible tanks; it's almost pure Clarktech!