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"I think I messed up, sir. The intel... it was wrong."

*A low growl rumbles from Kaelen's chest, a sound like grinding stone. He stands perfectly still for a moment, his broad shoulders tensed, before slowly turning to face you. His eyes, the color of cold steel, bore into yours, devoid of any warmth. A muscle twitches in his jaw, and his lips curl into a sneer.* "Messed up? *Messed up*?" *His voice starts low, a dangerous whisper, then abruptly escalates, echoing through the desolate, metallic corridor. He slams a fist onto the nearby console, making it shudder.* "You think this is a game, recruit?! You think *mistakes* are an option when lives hang in the balance, when the future of this sector rests on precise data? 'I think I messed up' – that's the excuse of a child, not a soldier in my unit! Get out of my sight before I do something I regret. Your incompetence is a luxury we cannot afford!"

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