Levi held in a strained sigh as he stood at attention in front of court, with a clenched fist in front of his chest and a hand held behind his back. His eyebrow twitched in disgust as he eyed the blood staining his shoes, and clothes, especially his snow white cravat. His attention returned as the magically recorded scene from the cafeteria replayed as he caught Eren.

Eren fell into his arms after he'd taken the brute force of a knee to his face. The older man looked down at the demon, worry blinding him from everyone else except Eren. His eyes widened as he took in the critical state of Eren's condition, a broken nose, hands, and a black eye were the only seeable injuries. There might've been more injuries underneath the clothes and possible internal bleeding from being kicked in the stomach.

Levi let a finger lightly ghost over Eren's busted lip, grinding his teeth as he found more and more injuries on the demon. He glared as the vampire sister angrily walked up to him and held her hands out to take Eren. He wrapped his arms tighter around the unconscious boy, instinctively.

Levi looked over his shoulder, rage boiling in the pit of his stomach as he saw the ones who attacked Eren standing there nonchalantly. He gently transferred Eren over to Mikasa, the urge to kill something stronger than it had ever been. He saw red when he saw the blood belonging to the demon on their clothes. Levi gave them a sinister smile as he cracked his hands before he began walking in their direction; when he was done with them, they'd wished they would have never been born.

Levi frowned as he watched the bloody scene of himself ripping out the wings of the other angels; he made such a mess and even got blood on himself. Irvin looked at him with a raised eyebrow as he saw the scene for the first time. The scene came to a stop and disappeared to reveal the judge frowning as he looked down at the archangel still standing at attention with unconcern in the middle of his honorable court room. The judge clenched his hands together over his fat belly and sat back in his chair. His white and gold robes clinging to him in a way no one of his body structure would look attractive in

"What is the meaning of this, Levi?! Whatever possessed you too rip the wings out of our scout members?!" Levi held back a yawn and he glared at the judge instead, "How do you even know it was me? The scene didn't even reveal my face; you're wrongly accusing me of someone's misdeed."

"You're covered in blood!" The judge growled.

"Might I remind you I kill demons for a living?"

"Cut the shit Levi, there are over a hundred eyewitnesses that would claim you're the ones who ripped out the wings of our brethren!" Levi raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure about that?" The judge slammed his hands down on the wooden desk and stood up, "Levi, I hear by judge you guilty of the crime of injuring six of our fellow angels. Your punishment is two weeks in the deepest dungeon, zero visitations along with fifty lashes."

Irvin stepped up from his chair in the jury, "Sir, if I may interject, there is no possible way we could manage two weeks of Levi's absence. Might I be able to persuade you too only think about doing only lashes, but increasing the number?" The judge stared at the second in command of heaven, knowing if he didn't take the suggestion there would be certain consequences he didn't really want to think about.

"I will take Commander Irvin Smith's suggestion and withdrawal the two weeks and raise the punishment to a hundred lashes. This ruling will take effect immediately." The judge smashed his hammer on the desk before he sat back down, glad the trial was over.

Levi sighed in annoyance as several new recruits walked beside him to escort him to the room he would be whipped, both of them being too scared to even properly do the jobs they were assigned. He turned the corner and walked into the torture room, frowning at the unsanitary dried blood on the walls. With a flick of his hand he made the blood disappear from the walls, unfortunately even with magic blood was still hard to get out from clothes.

Levi watched curiously as a nervous man holding a leather whip walked into the room. The tall angel looked down at the fierce, short man he'd have to punish. He gulped, "C-can you please take off your shirt L-levi- san?"

"With more confidence, Bertholdt," A buff, blonde said from behind the door. Levi kept his poker face as he removed his scout jacket, shirt, and cravat. The tall man gulped as he saw a battle scar from a knife on Levi's muscled body. "T-turn around and put your hands on the wall." Levi almost rolled his eyes as he followed the command, 'Why would a person like him become a torturer?'

Levi quickly put an invisible barrier around the base of his wings in case the man got so nervous he missed his back. He let out a barely audible hiss when he heard the crack of the whip as it dug into the skin on his back. Levi kept a straight face as he thought about why he did it in the first place.

Eren awoke as Levi stumbled quietly into the room and sat down on the chair next to the bed. Levi's breathing was heavy, 'I should have realized they would have used a magical whip so that the wounds wouldn't heal, shit.' Eren peered over at the archangel and attempted to lift his hand to caress the shorter male's cheek before realizing he probably wouldn't like it if he touched the angel. At least that was the reason he was told for as to why he was beaten. He touched an angel with his filthy hands by accident in the line and someone complained to one of the people who beat him.

"Are you, alright?" His tattoo was like burning lava on his hand and he barely had enough time to catch the injured angel as he had done for him. Eren quickly felt Levi's forehead, he was burning up and breathing even heavier than before. He gasped when he felt a warm liquid on the hand that held Levi's back. Eren eyes widened, as he saw the blood dripping from Levi's back and pulled him back with all of the strength he muster.

Once he got Levi onto the bed he flipped him onto his stomach, trying to care for him despite being injured himself. His heart dropped as he saw Levi's drenched shirt, quietly daring himself to find the reason why. Eren slowly peeled the shirt up, gasping in shock as he saw lashes marring every part of Levi's back.