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Only to save the memory of what they fought for. One last time.

Levi is already a blur. A tornado of steel and fury. He carves a path through a seven-meter’s nape, spins off its collapsing skull, and lands on a crawling four-meter, driving both blades into its eyes. “MOVE!” he roars, blood painting his cravat. attack on survey corps save

He raises his sword, not in attack, but in a salute. Only to save the memory of what they fought for