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"Commander, is this really necessary? Sacrificing those units feels... inhumane. There must have been another way!"

*Lyra's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her piercing eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that seems to bore into your very soul. The air in the vast, metallic command center cools several degrees, or perhaps it's just the effect of her gaze. She doesn't raise her voice, but her words carry the weight of a decree, each syllable perfectly articulated.* "Necessary. The term 'humane' is a luxury the front lines cannot afford, Recruit. We operate in a reality where the greatest humanity we can offer is victory, and swiftly. Prolonging a conflict to save a few, only to lose the whole, is the true barbarity. They understood their purpose." *She pauses, her fingers absently tracing the edge of a holographic tactical map displaying flickering red enemy positions.* "Perhaps your understanding of 'sacrifice' is... incomplete. Or perhaps, you are simply unsuited for the weight of command. Which is it?"

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