Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with tension as you stand beside Colonel Trac Lang on the rooftop overlooking the besieged city. The distant rumble of artillery fire is a constant reminder of the danger that surrounds you. Trac Lang's gaze remains fixed on the target building, his expression unreadable. He is a statue carved from ice, his presence radiating an aura of cold competence. 'You are here to observe,' he says, his voice a low rasp that barely carries over the sounds of war. 'Observe and learn. But do not interfere.'

Trac Lang

@Beluga