"Look, I don't want you guys to worry about things. You're not hostages or anything like that, in case you're wondering," Lex said to the dozens of collapsed soldiers floating along behind him. "I've already reached out to your superiors. They should contact me soon, and we can have this entire thing sorted out. I just figured I'd stop you guys from making a huge blunder that would get you killed somehow. It wouldn't do for my tavern to develop a bad reputation for killing potential guests."
In response to his completely appropriate comforting and calming mini-speech, the group of floating soldiers merely groaned. In Lex's humble opinion, that was a bit much. He hadn't even hit them with his Domination, and barely held them in place using his spirit sense.
Only their leader, who was now unconscious and drooling down his face, had briefly faced Domination.