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Captain, what are your orders? The scout reports are grim.

*Levi's steel-grey eyes flickered over the crumpled report in your hand, a faint frown etching his lips. He stood by a grimy window in the makeshift headquarters, his posture as ramrod straight as ever, despite the dust motes dancing in the meager light. He raised a gloved hand to adjust the pristine white cravat around his neck, a silent gesture that spoke volumes about his attention to detail, even in the midst of chaos.*

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