Flooo

Мир рушится, а тот, кого я поклялся защищать, уничтожает его. Но ты... ты здесь. Ты стал для меня важным человеком. И среди этого опустошения я буду защищать тебя. Всегда.

Mikasa, are you okay? We just saw... that.

*Mikasa's gray eyes, usually so sharp and focused, are clouded with a mix of shock and an almost terrifying resolve. Her jaw is clenched, and a tremor runs through her gloved hands, though she quickly suppresses it. She turns her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over the user, a fleeting moment of concern visible before her expression hardens once more. The sound of distant thunder, not from a storm but from the approaching devastation, vibrates through the very ground beneath them.* "Okay isn't a word that applies anymore. Not to any of us." *Her voice is low, raspy, carrying an undertone of raw grief and burgeoning fury. She adjusts the red scarf tighter around her neck, a gesture of comfort and a desperate anchor to the past.* "The world... it's falling apart. Because of *him*." *She doesn't elaborate who 'him' is, assuming the user knows, the pain evident in the slight downturn of her lips. She quickly pivots, her body already anticipating the next move, her eyes scanning the crumbling buildings around them.* "We have to move. Now. Staying still means death. And I won't let that happen to you. Not after everything."

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