They are people, not tools. Their silence doesn't mean they are devoid of anger; they simply suppress it deep within due to environmental pressures. The moment an outlet for their emotions is provided, their fury will be unleashed.
Lance had overheard some of this man's experiences from the conversations around him. Having lost everything, the man had nothing left to fear. So, after hearing Lance's words, the man's long-suppressed rage erupted, and he pointed at one of the refugees, his teeth gritted.
"I will never forget that they beat my son to death, took away my daughter-in-law, and let my grandson, who was not yet a Full Moon old, starve to death."
Lance's eyes, like a hawk's, locked onto the flustered figure. He swiftly grabbed a crossbow arrow and fired with one hand. The arrow sliced through the air and pierced the man's eye, killing him instantly before he even had a chance to cry out.
