Kisha glanced at Sparrow with a mix of amusement and pity.
"Sparrow, don't you think you're a bit... unlucky? Vulture's team is moving along just fine, but wherever you go, it seems like misfortune follows you."
She couldn't help but smile inwardly, recalling some of the stories he had shared with them in the past.
They had been undeniably amusing, though she wisely kept her laughter to herself, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
Sparrow had already noticed this himself. It wasn't that he was always this unlucky, but the constant mishaps seemed to follow him.
His eyes flicked toward Vulture, who was quietly snickering at his expense.
Unable to resist, Sparrow gave him a swift kick in the backside, causing Vulture to stumble forward with a frown.
"It feels like all my luck was drained by my former team members," Sparrow muttered, shooting a disdainful glance at Vulture, who was still snickering.
