After the meticulous and efficient slaughter of the pirates by the three young women, the soldier panicked and immediately picked up his heavy machine gun to attempt one last bluff. He knew full well that with a knife, his chances of survival were practically nil if these newcomers turned out to be enemies.
Once silence was restored to the room, Jake and the others entered in turn to admire the extent of the carnage while pinching their noses. Jake, in particular, glanced at Sarah in exasperation, after she had jostled him a few seconds earlier.
She now had her back straight, her chin up, and a lofty posture full of nobility and ludicrous arrogance like a proud kid who scored a 20/20 on a test. Maybe she was hoping for congratulations or at least some kind of admiring reaction from him, but he had absolutely no intention of giving her satisfaction.
