If they were struggling before, the tides quickly turned in their favour when Jin join his son's side. Some prisoners looked at him as if he were a traitor, as if he owed them loyalty.
But they all knew there was no such thing in the underground ring, it was every man for himself. That didn't stop them from feeling the betrayal however, mostly because their numbers were dwindling by the second.
They never thought about it before, but now that it was staring right at them, death was indeed a scary thing. They'd given it so many times, something that lulled them into a false sense of having conquered death, what they were experiencing however yanked them right out of their delusions.
They were basically sitting ducks and Jin knew that they couldn't be let to live, as they'd already seen the face of his child, so he was an absolute merciless beast.
"I thought we were friends." One spat, on the ground almost begging for his life. "We trusted you, all of us."
