Complainant
"Sir, I don't know anything about this," the man with bushy bangs covering his face declared, looking terrified. Being summoned to the President's office was especially intimidating.

"I don't need your excuses. Just explain about the two people you saw leaving that place," the President demanded.

"Sir, they claimed to be General Nefion's right-hand men."

"And you believe it?" The President's voice was chilling, demonstrating a lack of concern for the corporal's wellbeing.

Meanwhile, Corporal Tiras seemed to be trembling violently, especially when he glanced at the strange entity in the room, a figure clad in ancient clothes with four terrifying eyes, unlike anything he'd seen before.

"What are his characteristics?"

"He is young, Mr President. Still a teenager."

"A teenager? And you believe that he is General Nefion's right-hand man?"

"Mr President, I'm afraid that the teenager is the fugitive who caused trouble in the secret prison. He is also rumoured to have killed General
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