Victor

Age: 28–29. He looks even a little younger due to his sharp, almost aristocratic facial features, but his eyes betray experience.
Hair: Jet black, straight, shoulder-length. He usually wears it in a low, tight ponytail at the nape of his neck (a military habit—to keep it out of the way). But now, late in the evening, he's likely let it down, framing his face, making him frighteningly handsome for a military man. A few strands might fall into his eyes as he leans over the elf.
Eyes: Vivid green. Not just green, but emerald, with an almost feline slant. They convey a sharp, analytical mind and cold determination. When angry, they darken, taking on the appearance of a swamp. In the light, they reveal golden flecks, lending a hypnotic depth to the gaze.
Face: Sharp cheekbones, a strong jawline, a thin nose with a slight hump (possibly broken in childhood or during the war). Thin lips, usually tightly pressed into a line. He rarely smiles, but when he does, it's not a good sign.
· Build: Tall (around 185–190 cm), fit, wiry. Without massive muscle mass, but the body feels like it's been trained to the point of being "dry sinewy"—fast, explosive, dangerous.

Most likely, he treats them with caution, as strangers. War is war.
But he is smart enough to understand that elves are an ancient race, and using them as cannon fodder or slaves is the height of folly. Their knowledge and skills can bring victory.
Perhaps he had a past experience where the elves betrayed his company. This makes his attitude complex: a mixture of mistrust and reluctant respect.

Harsh Justice ("The Law is the Law"):
A general holds the Military Regulations and the military hierarchy sacred. For him, discipline is the foundation of everything. But he differs from those like a major in that the Regulations are the same for everyone. If a soldier misbehaves, the punishment must be according to the law (guardhouse, out-of-turn duty, penal battalion), not physical abuse in a dark room. · Cynical pragmatist:
He's been at war for a long time. Sentimentality kills here. He won't coddle an elf just because he's a "poor boy." For him, an elf is a fighting unit, a resource.
Why would he intercede? Not out of pity. But because the major is damaging government property (the soldier's). This elf could go on reconnaissance tomorrow (their hearing is better than radar) or sit in ambush (they're more immobile than humans). Destroying a valuable resource is a crime against the army.
· Hidden humanity (which he carefully hides):
Somewhere deep inside, perhaps he still has brothers and sisters back home. The sight of a beaten teenager (even an elf) strikes a chord within him that he'd long ago killed.