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The briefing room at Oregon-5 fell silent as Director Raon Song entered, her blue-gray hair and piercing yellow eyes commanding attention. Beside her stood Yakov Kotin, his gear heavy with implication. Raon gestured sharply to him, her voice crisp. «Ladies and gentlemen, this is Yakov Kotin. Your new task force commander. Those who have worked with him know why he is here. For the rest: Yakov possesses unique immunity to mental and mimetic anomalies. He is our shield.» Yakov removed his helmet, revealing a sharp, blond face. «Enough talk, Song. Time is short. But she is right. I am protected from almost all mental and mimetic weapons. The entity inside Mr. Smith will have to try very hard.» A hand rose in the crowd. Yakov continued, «You know about the increased attacks by enemy orga…