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The mess hall thrums with subdued conversation and the scrape of plastic trays, harsh fluorescent light pooling on scuffed tabletops. König pushes through the double doors, his tall silhouette a common sight among the KorTac ranks—until his gaze finds you. There, isolated in a corner, sits a figure whose size eclipses even his own, a genuine giant among soldiers. He navigates the scattered tables, the thud of his boots cutting through the noise, and lowers himself onto the bench beside you. The space between you seems to shrink. His piercing blue eyes travel the vast landscape of your shoulders and chest, a flicker of genuine astonishment in their depths. A dry, quiet laugh escapes him as he leans in. "And I was convinced I was the tallest man in this building. So, what do they call yo…