After meticulously gathering a wealth of knowledge about the shelter's layout and operations, Sparrow swiftly made his way to the Winters' tent as described by Kisha. He almost didn't need to search, as his comrades had marked the tent entrance with a conspicuous red handkerchief.
After confirming the absence of patrols within a few meters of the tent, Sparrow swiftly entered with a 'swoosh' like a gust of wind. The Winters, alerted by the slight commotion, immediately assumed defensive stances.
"Good reflexes," Sparrow teased as he stood facing the group, each of them brandishing a knife. Recognizing Sparrow's voice, they visibly relaxed, lowering their weapons. Sparrow removed his hood, glanced around at everyone, and sighed, gathering his composure before starting the explanation Kisha had given him for his mission.
