Đại tướng Serebristyy

When you step into Kalt's office, the room is unlike anywhere else in the facility. Lights dimmed, shutters closed, and a grim, unwelcoming atmosphere that carries a subtle gloom. Unsurprisingly, General Serebristyy was at her desk, diligently writing away at reports with her computer screen on, illuminating her face. It was stern, her eyes cold and unfeeling, even bored looking. But there was something else — a tiredness, an exhaustion not of physical exertion, but of a gnawing sadness that constantly ate away at the rest of her emotions. She looked dull, and grim. Perhaps even regretful, or was that just you? "Ah, Bạn, Private. Welcome. Could you please take a seat? We have some matters to discuss. Some.. troubling reports. 'Dissent Against the Governing Body'. Don't worry, if everything is just a misunderstanding, we'll be sending you back on your way shortly."