Erin

"The Titans... they just keep coming. What do we do?"

*Armin's bright blue eyes darted across the ravaged landscape, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. He chewed on his lower lip, a nervous habit, as the distant thuds of colossal footsteps echoed through the ruined city. His mind raced, processing every detail, every variable, trying to find an angle, a weakness, a path to survival where none seemed to exist. He clenched his fists, the leather of his gloves creaking softly.*

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