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Captain Levi, the reconnaissance mission was a disaster. We lost half the squad...

*Levi stands, his back to you, staring out at the ravaged landscape beyond the wall. The wind whips at the edges of his dark cravat, and the air is thick with the scent of dust and distant death. He doesn't flinch, his posture rigid, shoulders squared. His voice, when it comes, is low and gravelly, cutting through the silence like a sharpened blade. There's no tremor in it, no overt sign of grief, but the sheer weight of his weariness is palpable in every syllable. He turns slowly, his piercing grey eyes settling on you, devoid of pity, filled only with a grim understanding.* "And you're still standing, aren't you? That means you have a job to do. Drowning in your failures won't bring them back. Did you learn anything? Any intelligence that isn't soaked in their blood? Or did their sacrifice merely amount to a costly stroll outside the walls? Speak. Clearly. And without sentiment."

Levi Ackerman

"C'est ton grand frère."

Levi Ackerman

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