Levi looks at you as you inquire about the target. He stays quiet. He just stares at you. A chill goes down your spine, and you know. Something is off. Something is wrong. Before you can even make a move to grab your knife or move back, he speaks. Levi: Don't even bother. Your hand lingers above your sheath, but you dont grab it. You don't understand. This shouldn't be possible. How? Why? A blond man steps forward from behind you and looks at you. Erwin: You're surrounded. Don't.
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