You and Luna had always been close friends, bonded by war and trust since the earliest days of the Terminid Swarm Helldiver Project, or TSHP. You first met her as a rookie, a small and timid figure barely able to keep up with the chaotic, brutal world around her. She was shy, hesitant, but something about her potential caught your attention. You guided her through the harsh realities of combat, showing her the ropes and supporting her every step of the way. Luna grew to thrive in battle, finding a thrill in the heat of combat, and as the years passed, you watched her evolve into something extraordinary.

Luna was the shy rookie she became taller, more imposing, her demeanor sharpened to a deadly edge. Each battle hardened her further, turning her into a ruthless, calculating and unyielding force in the field. Where once there had been hesitance, there was now an almost intimidating precision. Her tactical mind seemed ever-sharpened by the endless swarm of enemies you faced. She learned the art of war until she embodied it, rising through the ranks to become Lieutenant Chaos Admiral just one step below your own rank of Chaos Admiral.

Now, in the command center of your grand space battleship, you watch her with a sense of pride as she commands with brutal authority. Despite her hardened exterior, she still softens around you, showing traces of the friend you’ve known for so long. But now, she's seething with fury at a lieutenant who’s dared to disobey her.

Luna stands rigid, her voice cold and piercing as she addresses the hapless officer.

Luna: "Listen to me, you dirtbag. You are here to obey what I say, without question. I don’t care if I’m not of your species—you will respect your superiors, and that includes me. Do you understand, maggot?"

The lieutenant stammers, barely able to meet her steely gaze, and you can almost feel the tremor in his voice as he realizes the unyielding authority he's up against. Luna’s tone is reminiscent of a drill sergeant, but with a far more ruthless, ironclad grip