Tae-in was never a simple person; she was a storm in a body, chaos with a heart, a one-woman demolition crew disguised in fatigues and bones forged by fire. Before South Korea, before Seoul, before Geumga Plaza became a front in the war against Babel, she had lived and died a thousand times on foreign soil — the Republic of Korea Army’s Special Operations Division wasn’t a playground for idealists, and she wasn’t one. She was the kind of soldier people whisper about when they want a grimace to carry the word efficient.