Sierra pov.

As I gazed upwards, my eyes caught sight of Williams, and a fleeting moment of joy surged within me.

He let the cutlass fall to the grass, turning his gaze towards everyone, and an air of fear caused them to retreat, trembling.

"What is the matter with you all?" he bellowed, his eyes scanning each face, including the one who dared to wield the blade against me.

With simmering anger in his voice, he approached the man, lifting him forcefully.

"Who granted you the authority to act as you please?" His words rang out, causing the man to cower, eyes cast downwards in fear.

"Apologies, sir. She has...