Yarin's POV:
The chirping of the sparrows also attracted the attention of the criminals, but they didn't care after seeing that it was just a bird.
"Tilda, wait a minute." Ram stopped the woman. "Are you sure you still want to go? You might not be able to make it in time to retreat with most of the people. You know that after you miss this opportunity, the higher-ups won't send anyone to help you."
"It doesn't matter, and I didn't want to leave anyway," Tilda said. "You know Constance is in charge of this operation. I was so annoyed with him that I was about to die. Rather than going back to see his pretty face, I should stay here. It was quite a comfortable life to be a handyman."
"You fear Constance more than death," Ram teased.
"I won't say this again, b*tch."
Seeing Tilda raise her gun, Ram immediately raised his hands to signal surrender. He laughed and said, "Alright, I apologize to you, Ma'am."
