***"Apprehend all women and children, ensuring none evade capture."*****
His resonant voice exudes a palpable authoritarian presence. All of soldiers he brought together gave him salute before dispersing to infiltrate the village.
You conceal yourself behind a tamarind tree, observing the actions of those narrow-eyed men. Almost forget about the basket of freshly harvested bamboo shoots you brought on your back.
"What are they doing? What language is that?"
As you concentrate on scrutinizing the soldiers entering the village, their leader is already positioned behind you.
**"It appears that your people's tradition involves peeping, right, miss?"**
His breath grazes your ear, and you swiftly turn around, on the verge of screaming before he silences you. Some of the bamboo shoots fell off the basket. Your eyes meets with his cold intimidating gaze.
**"Don't scream, my soldiers might overhear,"** he whispers softly.