Dissent with the Military?

Feeling the killing intent, the woman gulped, a hint of fear in her eyes. But when she thought of her plan, she regained her confidence.

"I want the corpse of that bird."

Ray's eyes narrowed as he glanced at her badge.

"So your name is Violet?"

"So what?" Violet responded bravely, meeting his gaze.

"Today, I'm going to take the corpse of that bird from you by hook or by crook."

"Why are you even interested in that?" Ray asked, narrowing his eyes as he slowly walked toward her.

Violet avoided his gaze. "It's none of your business."

He had already closed the distance, his frame towering over her as he forced her chin up to meet his eyes.

"Look at me."

Violet felt an overwhelming killing intent that made her body tremble. Her purple hair, freely flowing, seemed to stand on end as if static electricity was slowly flowing through the entire area.

"Do you believe I can't kill you?" Ray asked, his expression ferocious.