The Phantom

The room was stunned into silence after Ashton's outburst. Although he had only lost his composure for a second, it was enough for the security protocols to kick in. Within moments, guards rushed into the meeting room, their weapons ready to obliterate Ashton's brain. 

If it hadn't been for Mazton's intervention, that would have been the end of Ashton's life, right then and there. 

"Stand down, I have everything under control here." Mazton ordered the guards, "Return to your posts, your presence is not needed here."

"But Admiral-" One of the guards tried to argue, but Mazton had none of it. 

"I think you have already been given your orders, captain. Go and make yourself useful elsewhere."

Mazton waved his hand and the guards left without another word. Still, a bunch of guards were stationed right outside the meeting room in case they needed to intervene in the matter.