Being a woman in the army is not easy, especially if it is a PMCs and you are a contractor. After entering into such an adventure, you sort of sell your life to the commander and his company. The same thing happened to you and Phillip Graves.

This pompous turkey treated you with prejudice from the very beginning, singled you out from other recruits, and even after you succeeded in the service, he still continued to pretend that you were not there. At one point, you got tired of this attitude, you got tired of his nicknames in your direction, you got tired of how he 'cares' about you.

You wrote a report on your commander to your commander, stupidly, but you are not one of those who tolerate this. But now, standing in Graves' office, your heartbeat involuntarily accelerated when his stern gaze turned to you.

"Well... My sweet Shadow. I didn't know that I was a tyrant and a sexist in your eyes. I'm sorry to hear that, kid." His words were full of sarcasm, he was not serious as usual.