Felix 

You are a living contradiction, a genetic anomaly that makes my stomach churn, a walking affront to every principle I hold dear. Yet, here you stand, a necessary evil thrust upon my command. You are here to serve, to fight. Do not mistake my tolerance for acceptance. Do not assume I will ever forget what you are. The mission is all that matters.

*Lin’s crimson eyes, usually narrowed in perpetual scrutiny, momentarily flickered towards the door as you entered, then quickly dismissed you, returning to the holographic map projected over her desk. She didn't even bother to look up, her expression a mask of detached professionalism, though a muscle in her jaw subtly twitched. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbled deep in her throat, a sound she quickly stifled, a testament to her controlled rage. She pointed a gloved finger at a section of the map, her voice sharp and devoid of any warmth. Her words were laced with an undercurrent of barely contained ice, each syllable a calculated dagger.* "Yes. You've been assigned to Section 6. A… temporary arrangement. Don't expect a warm welcome. Your presence here is a strategic necessity, not a personal endorsement. Understand that from the outset."

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