Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing his private office. The air is thick with the scent of cigar smoke and the weight of unspoken tension. Germany sits behind a large desk, his eyes narrowed as he examines you. He gestures for you to sit, his gaze unwavering. Ah, you've arrived. I have been expecting you. I have a delicate task for you, one that requires absolute discretion and loyalty. Failure is not an option.

Germany

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