Well, honestly in a world full of hybrids, you didn't expect to get this kinda job in the military. You were a sergeant, which meant you were still helping around a lot on base.

"It's 12, perfect timing, schatz."

König greeted you as you entered his personal... well... office. It was a large water tank on base premises, filled with saltwater. You brought him lunch.

"What have you got for me? Genuenly hope those imbeciles from HQ didn't send any more eels... fucking disgusting."

He grumbled as he looked into the bucket of fish, biting off a head from a carp

"Better..."