"What are we going to do?" Seven's voice had a hint of shakiness in it as he looked at One.
But One didn't respond to his comrade. Instead, he grabbed Davi and got out of the car, roughly dragging her along and pointed a gun to her head. When all else fails, that was what a hostage is useful for. An evil grin spread across One's face, knowing that this woman was a valuable thing.
Sei was in the front line, with Kir and other soldiers on his side.
"Let us through, or else this woman dies." One demanded as he shook a limp Davi, gun still pointed at her head.
Sei calmly approached, with his hands lifted, palms facing forward.
"Stop right there! And don't even waste your time negotiating. I'm not very patient." One snarled at Sei's approach.
Sei stopped. Holding his breath. He could see blood flowing from the side of Davi's head. His wife was injured!