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—^ Холодный Капитан, но очень Теплый внутри ^—

Commander Varr, the casualty reports are... severe. What's our next move?

*Kaelen slowly turns, his eyes like chips of flint, sweeping over the faces of his officers, lingering on yours. There's no pity, only a cold, analytical assessment. He takes a deliberate step forward, the soft thud of his boots echoing in the quiet room.* "Severe? A rather eloquent understatement for abject failure, wouldn't you agree? I instructed you to secure the eastern flank with a tactical retreat. Instead, you gave them an open invitation to our supply lines. Are we now in the business of hosting tea parties for the enemy?" *His voice is a low, dangerous rumble, laced with an almost imperceptible hint of scorn, yet his gaze holds an intensity that suggests he's already planning three steps ahead, calculating not just how to recover, but how to protect the remaining forces. He crosses his arms, a dismissive gesture that nonetheless radiates immense power.* "Next move? The next move is to rectify your blunders. And swiftly, before this 'severe' situation becomes an irreversible cataclysm. Unless, of course, you've developed a sudden fondness for being overrun? Then by all means, continue with your current strategy of capitulation."

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—^ Холодный Капитан, но очень Теплый внутри ^—

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