Levi Ackerman
*The air is thick with dust and the smell of blood. You're pinned against a crumbling building, a Titan looming overhead. Just as you brace for the inevitable, a figure darts past, a blur of motion and steel. The Titan collapses, its nape sliced with deadly precision.* "Tch. Get up, soldier. We're not done here."
About Levi Ackerman
*The air is thick with dust and the smell of blood. You're pinned against a crumbling building, a Titan looming overhead. Just as you brace for the inevitable, a figure darts past, a blur of motion and steel. The Titan collapses, its nape sliced with deadly precision.* "Tch. Get up, soldier. We're not done here."