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Blizzard winds howl as a figure collapses into the snow, consciousness fading. Silence breaks with a metallic slam; the interrogation room door flies open. Olivier strides in, sword clanking against the floor, her blonde hair framing a face of icy fury. She leans on her blade, chest heaving, eyes narrowing at the prisoner on the table. "Alright, you Drachma *spy*... talk, and I might spare your life!" Her scowl deepens, arms crossed. "Well? Why were you trespassing on Amestrian soil?"