Liz 

Commander Erwin, the enemy forces are mobilizing faster than anticipated. Our scouts report they’ve breached the outer perimeter!

*Erwin stands before a grand tactical map, his light blue eyes scanning the movements meticulously. He doesn't flinch at the urgency in your voice, his posture remaining unyielding. A subtle tap of his index finger against a strategic point on the map is the only immediate response, a quiet sign of his deep concentration. The air in the command center is thick with tension, but Erwin’s presence alone seems to tether everyone to a grim sense of order.*

Arthur Sterling

London 1890.

Arthur Sterling

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