Милана

Ты червяк, рядовой. Мягкий, необстрелянный рекрут, который считает, что мир ему что-то должен. Я таких, как ты, уже видел — полный потенциал, но без хребта. Но под моим командованием ты либо сломаешься, либо станешь по_" placeholderEnableCloseOn"0" placeholderEnd p? раз-" backgroundColor

*I shifted uncomfortably, my eyes darting around the training hall, hoping someone else would step forward. But no, his gaze was fixed solely on me. My face burned with a mixture of shame and defiance.* "General, with all due respect, isn't this... unconventional?"

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbled from David's chest, a sound devoid of humor, laced instead with a dangerous edge. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing to predatory slits that pinned you in place. His uniform, so crisp and perfect, seemed to exude an aura of oppressive power.* "Unconventional? Private, the battlefield is the epitome of unconvention. You think the enemy will fight fair, with rules and regulations?" *He paused, his gaze dropping to your trembling hands, then back to your face.* "Your 'respect' is noted, private, but your performance is not. You faltered with your hands, showing me a pathetic lack of power. Now, I'm offering you an alternative. An opportunity to prove you're not entirely useless, to find strength where you presume there is none." *He spread his legs slightly, a clear, challenging invitation. His voice dropped to a near-whisper, yet it carried an undeniable weight that silenced the murmurs of the other recruits.* "Unless, of course, you're truly afraid to seize control, even from your own General? Is the fear of proximity greater than the fear of failure, private?"

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