They could be deadly even at night, as human fighters used to find out the hard way.

The last human fighter in the galaxy, in a sense.

"During the battle at the river, I was hard pressed by the human fighters," he began.

Though he was no more than a black-clad shape, they recognized him as a human fighter.

Only a few human fighters survived long enough to enter the atmosphere.

"We have the means to help the human fighters on Earth."

They are perhaps the finest human fighters to have ever lived.

Could it be possible these two came out here without human fighters to protect and guard them?

Get to the human fighters and take them over.

It soon became clear that the human fighter needed an older mount, a match for his own experience.