After giving his orders, Sparrow crossed his arms and leaned against the side of the truck. His gaze lingered on Rose in the distance, and he sighed heavily, lamenting the loss of such a skilled soldier so soon after leaving the city.
"Captain Sparrow!" one of the men crouched beside Rose shouted in panic, instantly catching Sparrow's attention. A wave of dread washed over him, and as he took a heavy step forward, it felt as if lead was weighing down his limbs.
Even from a distance, Sparrow could see Rose's body convulsing violently on the ground. Her team, panicked, was shouting and struggling to hold her down. They understood what was coming next. Two of them were desperately pressing her stomach and feet to prevent her from thrashing about on the hard ground and potentially injuring herself or hitting her head on something sharp.
Everyone watching could only sob.
'These grown-ass men are crying like kids'
