Dalia's Jealousy

The next day, John gathered everyone in the courtyard. He stood on a platform and addressed the crowd. Grey clouds adorned the sky and harsh cold wind whipped at their faces, but everyone's eyes were fixed on John.

"As you may know, we have captured a man who came from the planet where our missing survivors are being held. We need to send a team to rescue them, and I am going to lead that team."

The crowd cheered and John raised his hand to silence them.

"It will be a dangerous mission, and only those with the strength and skills to fight will be selected."

The crowd murmured and whispered, their nervous glances flickering to each other.

John continued, "if you meet the criteria and want to join, come see me in the courtyard before lunch. We will need to start immediately, as we have wasted enough time waiting."

The crowd dispersed, and a few people approached John to ask questions.

"Where will we go?"