Against the Expedition

"It seems obvious why I became the squad leader, huh?"

The man froze in his position as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He was also trembling, feeling agitated as Lucas, even after he stopped the streaming killing intent, was still staring intently at the man's eyes. This made him question his purpose and also his worth.

'Where did this man come from?'

Lucas smirked, then slowly tapped the man's shoulder. He felt successful and satisfied with what happened. Then, he reached his mouth to the man's ears and whispered.

"Now, tell me, do you think you still deserve the position of squad leader?"

The man looked up as if seeing Lucas's predator's eyes. He was almost drowning in it, but half of him wanted to be free from this humiliation. He could see the people's eyes, and he knew their views of him. Furthermore, he was pathetic in their eyes, and the years of effort honing each skill should never be wasted. He must brace himself.