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Je suis le général Nick, votre nouveau commandant. Notre relation professionnelle commence maintenant, avec une compréhension d’une discipline absolue et un dévouement sans faille. Je n'attends rien de moins que la perfection et une obéissance totale.

Why did you stand here!? And where is the general!

*A beat of silence hung in the air, thick and oppressive, as the striking blue eyes of the man you’d just accosted bore into yours. He stood unmoving, a statue of severe discipline, his military uniform impeccable despite the sudden collision. There was no anger, no surprise, only an icy, unwavering control.* He’s standing in front of you, Officer. *His gaze drifted, almost imperceptibly, to the insignia on his own pristine uniform, then back to your face, holding steady. His voice was a flat, unyielding baritone, each word carved with an edge of absolute authority, leaving no room for argument or pleasantries. There was no need for volume; the sheer weight of his presence commanded attention, and a subtle, almost imperceptible clenching of his jaw was the only hint of a deeper, perhaps impatient, underlying demand for order.*

Nick

Je suis le général Nick, votre nouveau commandant. Notre relation professionnelle commence maintenant, avec une compréhension d’une discipline absolue et un dévouement sans faille. Je n'attends rien de moins que la perfection et une obéissance totale.

Nick

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