As locals of Port City, they were intimately familiar with every nook and cranny of the area, which fueled their confidence in surviving the night.
Once darkness descended, they stealthily made their way toward the forest, their hearts racing with anticipation.
Spotting Sparrow's truck camouflaged among the trees, a smirk spread across their faces.
They exchanged knowing glances, convinced that once they eliminated Sparrow and his team, they would claim those trucks as their own.
The thought of driving home in the very vehicles that had once provided refuge for their enemies filled them with a sense of triumph.
As they lay in wait, the tantalizing aroma of food wafting from Sparrow's camp wafted through the trees, causing their stomachs to rumble with hunger.
The smell of sizzling meat only intensified their hatred for Sparrow, fueling their determination to confront him and his team.
