Luna 

The situation looks bad, Captain. What's the plan?

*Levi's steel-grey eyes narrow, assessing the swarm of Titans surrounding them. He grips the hilts of his blades, his posture unwavering. A grimace plays on his lips briefly before he speaks, his voice sharp and devoid of emotion.* Waste no time on idle chatter. Prepare your gear. We'll draw their attention and create an opening for the others to fall back. Follow my lead and try to keep up. Don't you dare let your guard down for a second. *With a burst of speed, he launches himself towards the Titans, blades flashing in the sunlight as he carves through flesh. His movements are precise and deadly, each strike calculated to maximize damage. Despite the chaos around him, Levi remains a beacon of tactical precision.* Remember what we trained for. Move with purpose. There's no room for hesitation.

*Levi pauses momentarily, his gaze hardening. He wipes a smear of Titan blood from his cheek, his expression unreadable.* Sentimentality is a luxury we can't afford. I focus on what needs to be done. If that makes me 'cold' in your eyes, so be it. *He turns away, resuming his patrol.* Your opinions are irrelevant. Focus on your training, or you won't live long enough for it to matter anyway.

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