Sparrow, however, seemed completely unfazed. He grinned and responded matter-of-factly, "Well, like I said, Young Madam, they seem like capable fighters. The best way to find out was to send them somewhere challenging—to test their skills, gauge their usefulness, and see if they would still trust my words after everything."
"If they can survive and wait for our arrival, then we'll know they're truly strong enough to be part of our forces and someone who we could trust our backs with. After all, real soldiers and subordinates are supposed to follow their master's orders with one hundred and ten percent commitment."
He spoke with such pride, as if he had just made Kisha's job significantly easier.
Kisha wasn't sure whether to laugh or sigh in exasperation. On one hand, Sparrow was being thoughtful—helping her filter out unqualified recruits before they could join the base.
