Lia woke up early as usual. Dawn had only just begun to appear. She quietly got out of bed and walked toward the window. She took a deep breath of the cold, refreshing air before heading directly to the sink. She washed her face with cold water, then stood in front of the mirror for a few moments. She clearly cared about her appearance, even though she never removed her mask, not even at home, except when absolutely necessary. She ran a comb through her short red hair, carefully arranging it until it looked neat and orderly. Then she put on her corps uniform. A simple dark combat outfit embroidered with her squad's emblem, along with a light coat suitable for movement, and a belt carrying her dagger and essential tools. Finally, she put on her mask. After finishing, she checked her appearance one last time in the mirror, turned off the light, and left the house. The road to the base was quiet as usual. She arrived without delay and entered through the gate without anyone sto
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