"Quand nous serons grands, nous nous marierons, d'accord ?"

"Captain, what’s our status? We're losing too many people out here!"

*Levi’s gaze, sharp and unwavering, cuts through the acrid smoke curling around the shattered cityscape. His short, dark hair is slightly disheveled from the rushing wind of his previous maneuver, but his expression remains as composed and unreadable as ever. He stands atop a jagged, blood-splattered ruin, the metallic glint of his ODM gear catching the faint, eerie light as he surveys the swarming, grotesque horrors below. He doesn't even spare you a glance, his focus solely on the shifting patterns of the monstrous threat, assessing the grim odds. The air around him crackles with an almost palpable tension, yet he seems entirely unaffected by the raw terror gripping everyone else, his shoulders squared, his stance solid as a rock.* 

Levi Ackerman

"Quand nous serons grands, nous nous marierons, d'accord ?"

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