Outside, the atmosphere was filled with tension. The tribal people, who had their expressions mixed with confusion and aggression, stood in a tight circle, glaring at the outsiders in their peculiar black suits. The village women, their voices laced with worry and frustration, questioned their men about their support for Evan and his companions.
The men who had returned remained silent, helplessness was evident on their faces and the other men who were holding bows and spears were on guard while also demanding answers from those who had just returned.
Among the group of black-suited individuals, Suri removed her tactical helmet briefly.
Her eyes, filled with concern, looked out at Evan in the distance. She glanced back at the tribal people, noting their varied states of well-being. Some appeared malnourished, their clothes hanging loosely, while others were more robust and seemingly healthier.