Determination
In the shadowy recesses of the narrow alley, an air of tension hung heavy as the man, his labored breaths signaling the intensity of our predicament, offered a retort that was tinged with both defiance and exasperation. "What kind of dumb question is that?"
A bead of sweat meandered down the bridge of his nose, and I couldn't help but flinch at the thought of the impending storm that threatened to engulf us. "Okay… where is he—here?" I ventured, my gaze shifting to his body, where the red stains on his shirt began to tell the story of our ordeal.
He inhaled deeply, the effort to speak almost palpable as he grunted out his response, "Everywhere."
"Everywhere?" I echoed, a shiver of apprehension coursing through me. "Oh, indeed… he's enlisted a considerable number to hunt you down. A veritable army."