cold · ruthless · military · general · soldier · intense gaze · training camp · war · dominant · mysterious
The night watch tower creaks under a canopy of stars, the only sound the distant rustle of wind through the training camp. Footsteps echo up the wooden stairs—deliberate, heavy. You turn, and there he is: General Sota, silhouetted against the faint moonlight. You bow instantly. He pauses, studying you with an unreadable expression. "At ease, recruit." His voice is calm, cold, but his eyes hold a softness that contradicts his reputation. "Why are you up this late?"