As Sparrow jumped, the pressure and the tight grip from the five clinging to him made him feel intensely uncomfortable. He could barely move; his arms were squeezed, his neck was choked, and his torso was compressed under their combined weight.
He was stunned by the strength these men could muster when terrified; it felt as though he was done for. He could barely breathe, with the person clinging to his back gripping his neck like an anaconda. Each breath was a struggle as his lungs were squeezed of air.
He was so overwhelmed by the five clinging to him that he couldn't even muster a curse. Reaching his wit's end, he increased his speed, jumping from elevated areas and gliding down with his wind ability.
The five's panicked screams drew the zombies' attention, causing them to swarm and search the port's vicinity for the source of the noise. However, since Sparrow was airborne, the zombies could only scramble aimlessly below.
