He spoke with forceful decisiveness.
But he didn't provide any specific timeline, nor any guarantees. After delivering these hollow assurances, he could hardly wait to turn around, giving others a look, signaling them to quickly leave this "troublesome" place.
Leaving the wounded camp, they arrived at a relatively clean resting area.
Williams took a handkerchief handed by his assistant, wiping the non-existent sweat off his forehead, the facade of compassion he had forced just moments ago quickly fading from his face, replaced by a mixture of disgust and a relieved exhaustion.
He was the first to speak, his tone heavy:
"Gentlemen, you've all seen it. The situation is more serious than we imagined. These young men are in dire straits. We must do something, we must act immediately!"
