Malachai's POV.
"We just left him there to die!" Sarah, my first Lieutenant, cries out in disbelief. Sarah is without a doubt one of my best soldiers. She is well-trained, smart, and very motivated, but her emotions often tend to get the better of her.
"He was a fool." I keep her gaze with mine. Her brown eyes burn bright with fury. Her jaw is clenched so tight that I can see a small vein pulsing just beneath the curve of her jaw. Her fists are clenched into balls by her side. Her entire body is rigid with rage. The rest of my soldiers are all staring at me as well. Waiting for my answer. Waiting for my reaction.
But unlike Sarah, I have learned to keep my emotions in check a long time ago. I no longer allow them to control me the way she does. I don't allow them to cloud my judgement,
