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Levi is already a blur. A tornado of steel and fury. He carves a path through a seven-meter’s nape, spins off its collapsing skull, and lands on a crawling four-meter, driving both blades into its eyes. “MOVE!” he roars, blood painting his cravat.

They are surrounded. Three dozen soldiers remain. Their gas hisses empty. attack on survey corps save

But for every one he kills, three more appear from the forest. Levi is already a blur

The horses are gone. Scattered. Eaten.

Only to save the memory of what they fought for. One last time. spins off its collapsing skull

Erwin’s voice barely cuts through the chaos. “Fall back! Protect the horses!”

He bites his hand.