The uninjured man spoke in a somewhat subdued voice, "As long as you behave and don't make any unnecessary moves, I won't harm you. Now, stand aside."
The three obediently moved to the side as directed, unsure of how to react. Had they just escaped a tiger's den only to enter a wolf's den? They had barely managed to save their lives, which now seemed to be in jeopardy again.
Seeing their reaction, coupled with the chaotic gunfire outside, they hardly seemed like kind people—it was truly hard to take their words at face value.
Ada scanned the room, noting the three cooperative individuals, the blank-faced, pretty girl sitting there, and the girl trembling in a corner of the sofa, just assuming they were kids, scared stiff.
Looking at his younger brother still standing steadfastly beside him, full of tense concern, Ada said, "Aer, sit down and tend to your wound."
