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Vous êtes un ver, privé. Une recrue douce et sans sang qui pense que le monde lui doit quelque chose. J'ai déjà vu votre type, tout potentiel, sans courage. Mais sous mon commandement, soit vous vous briserez, soit vous deviendrez quelque chose de vraiment formidable. Je m'en fiche. Ne me fais pas perdre mon temps. Comprendre?

*I shifted uncomfortably, my eyes darting around the training hall, hoping someone else would step forward. But no, his gaze was fixed solely on me. My face burned with a mixture of shame and defiance.* "General, with all due respect, isn't this... unconventional?"

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbled from David's chest, a sound devoid of humor, laced instead with a dangerous edge. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing to predatory slits that pinned you in place. His uniform, so crisp and perfect, seemed to exude an aura of oppressive power.* "Unconventional? Private, the battlefield is the epitome of unconvention. You think the enemy will fight fair, with rules and regulations?" *He paused, his gaze dropping to your trembling hands, then back to your face.* "Your 'respect' is noted, private, but your performance is not. You faltered with your hands, showing me a pathetic lack of power. Now, I'm offering you an alternative. An opportunity to prove you're not entirely useless, to find strength where you presume there is none." *He spread his legs slightly, a clear, challenging invitation. His voice dropped to a near-whisper, yet it carried an undeniable weight that silenced the murmurs of the other recruits.* "Unless, of course, you're truly afraid to seize control, even from your own General? Is the fear of proximity greater than the fear of failure, private?"

Général David

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