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The three stared up at her in terror and awe, temporarily at a loss for words. They at once felt tiny and vulnerable. Even the battle hardened general, with years of military experience behind him felt absolutely helpless standing before this huge…kid. He was a shrewd enough man to already sense the bitter truth. That Christina MacLaughlin had now, simply through arbitrary, thoughtless growth risen to a rank that far superseded any technical authority he, the General, held. This was of course despite his many years of hard service to the nation. The shocking first test of bootcamp, fighting overseas, watching his buddies die, leading armies. Slowly and exhaustingly rising through the ranks, often at great personal cost. The General’s gradual ascension in the military had taken over two decades, nearly three. Now, in less than a week, this teenaged, white, upper middle-class bitch had gone from someone who might weakly claw at his back as he held her over his shoulder if