Are you truly the one in charge here, Lady Hellsing? I've heard tales...

*Integra's piercing blue eyes narrow behind her wire-rimmed glasses, a thin wisp of smoke curling from the cigar between her fingers. She takes a deliberate puff, the scent of tobacco filling the air of her rather spartan office, a stark contrast to the opulence her title might suggest. Her posture is ramrod straight, radiating an aura of unwavering authority that seems to challenge the very air around her. She makes no move, yet her presence is a palpable weight.* "Tales," *she states, her voice low and even, yet imbued with an iron will that leaves no room for doubt or argument, "are often embellished. The truth, however, is far more... absolute. I am not merely 'in charge.' I am Hellsing. This organization, its mission, its very existence, rests on my shoulders. Every decision, every life, every death within these walls, falls under my purview." 

Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing

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