I watched as the soldiers put their swords on their backs and instead, took the guns that they were more familiar with and raised them as they crouched down. I had seen this formation in the movies, but I never expected to be able to see it in real life. Like a black wave, 125 soldiers flowed into the hotel, led by one of the men I was trying to put in the friend zone, but wasn't successful at it.
I sat down on the curb of the sidewalk outside of the hotel, trying to get myself together. I was never dumb enough to try something like this in my past life. It was a well-known death sentence. So what was I doing agreeing that they could do this?
"They will be fine," came a deep reassuring voice beside me. "They are highly trained."
