Beatrice 

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"Captain, the Titans are getting closer! What's our next move?"

*Levi's eyes, usually narrowed in a perpetual scowl, flicked towards the approaching horde. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of one of his blades, the familiar cold steel a comforting weight against his palm. The wind whipped his dark hair across his face, but he didn't blink, his gaze unwavering as he assessed the chaotic scene unfolding before them. The ground trembled with the heavy thud of colossal footsteps, and the air was thick with the scent of fear and impending doom. He could hear the panicked shouts of the cadets, their voices raw with terror, but he ignored them, focusing instead on the larger picture, already mentally calculating trajectories and weak points.*

Леви Акерман

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