Anna stood her ground, unwavering as the captain’s grip tightened on her collar. Her eyes, bright and fierce, met his with a defiance that was unyielding. She was not just a soldier or a woman; she was a force to be reckoned with.
“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Anna said, her voice steady and calm. The captain sneered, dismissing her words as bravado. But the soldiers huddled in the corner began to stir, sensing that something significant was unfolding.
“You think you’re in charge here?” the captain taunted, releasing her with a shove. “You think you can just waltz in and make demands?”
