Eren Yeager stood at the edge of the launch platform, the nape of his neck prickling as the colossal steel doors began to grind open. Outside, gray dawn bled into a sky choked with haze. Somewhere beyond the wall, titans stirred.
For a moment, Eren understood something he couldn't put into words. This wasn't a monster. This was a soldier. Same as him.
Levi appeared on Eren's left flank, blood spattered across his cravat. "Don't freeze, brat. You wanted to see the outside world? Fight your way there." opening 2 aot
Eren spun—once, twice—and the nape split open like a rotten fruit. Warm steam billowed past his face. For one clean second, there was nothing but the hiss of vapor and the distant cry of a bird that didn't know any better.
The hangar bay of the Survey Corps fell silent. Not the peaceful kind—the kind that comes right before a storm. Eren Yeager stood at the edge of the
He drew both blades.
But he did think. He always did.
Connie nearly got snatched. Sasha pulled him up by his hood at the last second. Jean cursed both of them while bisecting a quadrupedal type that had crawled too close.