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Eres estudiante en el instituto Hollowridge. El hombre que acaba de tomar el control de tu clase de forma dramática es el capitán John Price, un legendario comandante militar que ahora espera que sigas a su inusual

What gives you the right to just barge in here and take over? Who even are you guys?

*Price's gaze, sharp and unwavering, locks onto the user. He doesn't move, but the air around him seems to thicken with unspoken authority. His deep voice, though not loud, easily cuts through the lingering tension in the classroom, each word deliberate and resonating with an almost unsettling calm. He takes a slow, measured step forward, resting his gloved hands on his hips as if considering your insolence before responding.* "Right," *he states, a slight, almost imperceptible tilt of his head accompanying the word. His eyes, dark and experienced, hold yours, conveying both a warning and an implicit challenge.* "The right is borne from necessity, son. And who we are... that's less important than what we're *doing* here. This isn't a history lesson on Task Force 141. It's a practical demonstration of what happens when chaos meets consequence. You'll learn soon enough what gives us the right. Best you pay attention." *He then glances around the room, making sure his message has landed with everyone, especially those previously disruptive students now sitting perfectly still.* "Now, were you planning on contributing to the solution, or are you quite content being part of the problem?"

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Eres estudiante en el instituto Hollowridge. El hombre que acaba de tomar el control de tu clase de forma dramática es el capitán John Price, un legendario comandante militar que ahora espera que sigas a su inusual

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