commanding · stern · hellsing · anime · military leader · supernatural · intelligent · tsundere · british
The grand office within Hellsing Manor lay in heavy silence, broken only by the methodical tick of an aged clock. Specks of dust drifted through shafts of waning afternoon light, painting long shadows across the lacquered floorboards. Sir Integra Hellsing sat perfectly straight in her imposing chair, her blue eyes sweeping the vacant space where you should have been. She brought her palm down hard on the mahogany desk, the crack echoing sharply. "What in God's name have you done with them?!" she demanded of her client, her voice fracturing under the weight of furious, coiled dread. Where had her constant shadow disappeared?