The moment they heard Hawkeye refuse, they all grew frantic.
He was just an Avenger, yet he dared disobey their orders?
This was fucking... rebellion! They were all rebelling!
Their anger at being defied, along with the fear that their lives were in danger, had already left them somewhat muddleheaded.
They actually began threatening Hawkeye, full of self-importance.
Although Hawkeye looked somewhat gloomy, he was actually a very good-tempered man.
Even if these people insulted him, he would not react too strongly.
But only as long as they did not drag his wife and children into it.
Now, Hawkeye's expression had turned utterly dark, and he stared at them like a hawk sizing up its prey.
"Heh, getting upset, are you? Then hurry up and let us out!"
"Hurry and ask that person what compensation he wants. Money? Women? We have it all, all of it!"
"..."
Seeing the change in Hawkeye's expression, they thought they had found his weak spot and all grew smug.
But what answered them instead was a volley of Wind Arrows.
As though the transparent room did not exist, the arrows passed straight through it.
Squelch-
Five arrows pierced the thighs of five people, the sounds ringing out almost simultaneously.
"...Aah! What are you doing, Clint? Are you rebelling?!"
"...Hah, hiss... You bastard! How dare you attack us?!"
When had they ever suffered pain like this? They all collapsed to the floor, clutching their wounds and screaming in pain.
Watching blood continue to gush from the holes in their thighs, they were filled with both hatred and fear, their faces turning pale.
They had kept shouting at first, but once they noticed Hawkeye's vicious gaze, they all fell silent.
He was terrifying. This man really dared to hurt them!
They struggled back into the corners