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Levi didn't wait for the rest of the order. He was already gone—a blur of green cloak and silver steel, slicing through the first wave of 3-meter class titans before they could even turn their vacant smiles toward the formation.

The music—if it was music—was just memory now: drums like heartbeats, strings like razor wire, a woman's voice ascending into desperate prayer. It lived in the space between each gear reel, each gas burst, each titan scream. opening 2 aot

Levi appeared on Eren's left flank, blood spattered across his cravat. "Don't freeze, brat. You wanted to see the outside world? Fight your way there." Levi didn't wait for the rest of the order

Their eyes met.

"Next time," Eren breathed, steam curling from his lips. "I'll find out what you are." It lived in the space between each gear

The words didn't come from anyone's mouth. They rose from the air itself, from the vibration of thousands of ODM gears locking into place, from the clench of fists around triggers.