AN: So, quite a few of you took umbrage with my portrayal of Zackley. I will admit two things: it is understandable, and I let my bias against him drive that conversation. Will I change it? No, because I'm going to explain his behavior in a future chapter. Hopefully, when we get to that point it will make sense. Just keep in mind that he treated Dillon this way and no one else, and there is a reason.


Chapter 58: The Might of the Interior

(Yarckel District)

Being confined to a hospital bed was the fastest way for Carolyn to go stir-crazy. She had been conscious for about a week and was due to stay for three more weeks. To the doctors' credit, they had gotten her started on learning to walk again, though the process was slow-going. It was hard to stand on her feet for more than a minute without collapsing but considering the torture she suffered from Elise, it was to be expected.

Elise. Just thinking of that woman caused goosebumps to spread across her mutilated body. Every time the lawyer closed her eyes, the psychopath was waiting for her to return for another round of torture. There were times Carolyn questioned if her liberation from that woman was real or if she was still trapped in the prison and this was Elise's way of tormenting her. Even being told the Psion was dead brought her little comfort.

"Where's Matthew? Where's my husband?" Those were the first words she had spoken when she regained consciousness.

The doctor looked uncomfortable when she asked those questions. His next words sealed the implications of his expression. "I'm sorry, Carolyn. Your husband was killed a week ago."

Never in her entire life did Carolyn want more than this whole scenario to be nothing more than a fabrication of her mind, something Elise placed her in. Her husband was one of the strongest men she had ever known. He couldn't be dead, but… she couldn't feel his link in her mind anymore. He would never sever it on his own, leaving only one conclusion. That day, her energy was spent weeping for her loss while the words of the doctor offered nothing to help her. Her home, her livelihood, now her husband were all gone. All she had left was Dillon.

There were so many questions she had for her son. She knew he was responsible for bringing her out of her coma, but the fact that he didn't stay troubled her. A pit formed in her gut when the idea of him knowing the truth crossed her mind. It was the only thing that made sense. Otherwise, he probably would've stayed with her for the rest of the day. Once she was released from this damned building, she would find him and do whatever she had to in order to stay with him. He was the only family she had left now.

Her musings were interrupted by the door opening. She expected it was the doctor, but instead, she got two, gruff MPs entering the room. Already, the red flags were waving.

"Carolyn Amsdale," one of the MPs, a blond, began, "by order of the government, you are under arrest."

"Arrest? On-on what charges?" Carolyn demanded. This wasn't supposed to happen. She had a deal with Darius. They had a deal!
"Treason," the other man with black hair answered simply as he brandished some shackles. "It's been a long time coming, bitch."

The lawyer narrowed her eyes dangerously. If these goons thought they could arrest her on whatever trumped up charges they could come up with, they were in for a nasty surprise. While her legs weren't functioning properly, her hands could still go where they needed to. Perhaps she could get a gun and even the odds.

Whatever plan she had was shot down when the window next to them exploded. A figure crashed through and landed into the duo, cushioning his landing quickly. He whipped out a boot knife and slit the blond MP's throat immediately. The remaining soldier attempted to shoot him, but the figure simply kicked him back. Someone else came through the window more graceful than her companion, and she only needed a second to toss the MP out the window. His screams only lasted two seconds before he landed on the ground with a sickening splat.

"How did you know there were MPs in here?" the girl asked, staring out the broken window as if looking for something.

"I didn't," the boy growled as he wiped the blood from the knife.

Those voices. These people…

"Dillon? Annie?" Carolyn's voice was quiet, barely daring to believe they were here.

Her hopes were finally rewarded when the boy turned to face her. "Hello, Mother," her son greeted.

"They're coming," Annie announced. "There's five, but I'm betting there's gonna be more."

The door slammed open as Carolyn's doctor appeared. "What the hell is going-!?"

Dillon silenced him by pointing the dead MP's gun at him. "Evacuate the building or a lot of people are going to die," he warned coldly. He didn't wait for a response as he moved the gun a little to the left and fired.

The second the round hit the wall, screams ensued from the various rooms and the corridor. Even the doctor had the sense to bolt when his sense of self-preservation kicked in.

Before any of them could come up with a plan, an acoustic round was fired. They clutched their ears from the high-pitched ringing just as two MPs entered through the broken window. Despite the lack of focus, Dillon managed to shove Carolyn under the bed. A disoriented Annie tackled both MPs, but she was smacked in the face with a pistol for her trouble. Just as they were about to fire, a psychic blast sent them crashing against the wall.

"Annie, use this!" Dillon ordered, tossing her the sheathed falcata. He kept the MPs pinned with his powers, but his focus was wavering. If they managed to ge a shot off, it would be over.

Which is why Annie moved fast, slicing open the throat of one MP and stabbing the other in the chest. The soldiers didn't stand a chance as their bodies went limp. Only then were they released from Dillon's hold.

Several shots were fired through the window, forcing Annie to take cover. Considering the rounds hit the ceiling, it was clear they were coming from below. She peeked out to see the cause. "They've got snipers on the roof. Can't go out this way now."

"They're trying to box us in." Dillon levitated the wooden bed and laid it vertically against the opening. "That should hold them for a while."

With her hiding space gone, Carolyn slowly rose to her feet. "Dillon, what's happening?"

"We're wanted criminals now," he answered bluntly, sticking his head outside the door to check for MPs. His head came right back in just in time as a couple of shots barely missed him. "And we're surrounded."

"Reinforcements are probably heading up the stairs now," Annie added, slipping on her ring. "If I shift now, we might have a-."

"No!" Dillon cut her off, glaring at her. "There are innocent people still inside. We can't kill them. We're going to have to fight our way through them."

"Brilliant plan. Then we can count how many holes they put in us before they die." She gripped his shoulder and yanked him towards her as her voice dropped much lower than before. "I don't know what the hell Zackley said to you, but you're not gonna let it drive this operation. Pull it together before I spill more innocent blood to get us out of this mess."

He panted heavily like a predator desperate to claw into his prey. His eyes turned silver once more, continuing to glower at his girlfriend. "I have always hated it when you're right," he hissed. His head turned to the right and blasted the wall apart, leaving a sizable hole in it. "Go!"

Without hesitation, Annie leapt outside and sliced her fingers just as the snipers were adjusting their aim.

Dillon shielded his mother from the explosion that shook the entire hospital. In nearby rooms, windows shattered from the force, though no casualties resulted from the transformation.

Once the Female Titan was fully formed, Dillon established a link between her and Carolyn. "Take Mom first. I'll grapple to your shoulder once she's protected."

A giant, skinless hand wrapped around the lawyer, eliciting a brief shriek from the woman. She brought her up to her face so she could see the unsettling smirk that had formed. "Hello, Carolyn. We have some catching up to do."

Carolyn opened her mouth respond, but Annie's opened wider. Much wider! After releasing another scream, she was shoved onto her tongue before the unhinged jaw closed abruptly. Gunshots hit the back of the Titan, but they did nothing to cause any real damage.

"I've got your mother in my mouth," Annie announced. "She'll be safe. That a problem?"

An MP entered Carolyn's room finally, but a psychic move caused the door to slam right into his face. "Not from me," Dillon answered as he fired a hook into her shoulder and zoomed onto her. He ignored the terrified protests of Carolyn. "Let's get out of here."


(Trost District)

The first thing that Levi did was toss one of his blades directly at Kenny's head. Any other person would have been skewered, but the psychopath managed to block it with one of his guns. The other he used to fire at the captain. Levi anticipated the move and used his cloak to throw off the round. He gave one final look at Petra's body before sliding down the roof with gunshots trailing behind him.

Deep down, the man knew it was possible that things would go south. However, never in his wildest dreams did he imagine just how bad things have gotten. Kenny, that madman, was leading the Interior MPs. It was inconceivable that such a person would end up in this position. And now, most of his original squad was slaughtered because he failed to see the trap the man prepared. If Eren, Historia, and Eld were killed because of his poor judgment…

No. He couldn't allow himself to think of these things. He still had a job to do, and he would see it through to the end. One day, though, when the time came, Kenny would be carved up worse than any Titan he ever faced. He hoped the bastard would live to feel every, single slash.


Up ahead, Eld increased speed on the wagon and prepared his flintlock the moment he heard gunshots. If the MPs figured out they were being tracked, it was possible they knew what his cargo contained.

"Eld, what's going on?" Eren asked, peeking his head out.

"Get ready for a fight, Eren," the man responded as he cracked the reins. These horses were too slow unlike the ones the Scouts bred.

An MP fired a hook directly into the cover hiding the cargo and pulled, yanking the whole thing off. Now, Eren and Historia were exposed.

"Shoot them, damn it!" Eld ordered. "I can't get them from this angle."

Nodding, Eren grabbed a rifle they had stored in case of emergencies like this. "Conniving assholes," he snarled, letting off a shot.

The round penetrated an MPs shoulder. While it didn't kill him, he was forced to fall back.

Suddenly, Historia gasped and fell on her back. The Shifter glanced at her in shock to see a small syringe sticking out of her neck. The distraction cost him as another one landed in his own neck. It only took a few seconds for the effects to kick. He joined the blonde in the world of unconsciousness.

Alone in this hellish situation, Eld had to plan fast. The MPs had the sky on their side as well as great accuracy. It would take seconds before he became their next victim. Sure enough, an MP moved to his right and prepared to fire. The final member of Levi squad shot first, taking off the top of her skull and quite a bit of brain as she fell. Another would take her place, but for now, he had some time.

Taking a deep breath, Eld guided the horses into an alley. What he had in mind was stupid and insane, but he had no choice. He leapt into the wagon, taking the two cadets into his arms. Despite how heavy they were, he wouldn't let them impede his plan as he jumped into the window of a house. There was a scream from the occupants, but he really didn't care provided they didn't try to kill him. Fortunately, the civilians ran outside instead of attacking him. That gave him the opportunity to shove Historia and Eren into the bathroom in peace.

Once that was taken care of, he armed himself with some knives from the kitchen and reloaded his gun. If the MPs wanted the two cadets so badly, they'd have to get through him first. It soon occurred to him how there were little obstructions protecting him, so he slunk into the bathroom. After all, the MPs seem to need them alive… except for him, of course. He moved the two teenagers into the bathtub to keep them out of the line of fire and he didn't want to trip over their bodies.

The breaking of glass and the smashing of wood indicated the MPs had arrived. He brandished a chef's knife and waited on the wall next to the door. A couple of shots penetrated the wooden barrier followed by an angry shout.

"Damn it, hold your fire!" Commanding attention, loud, and angry? Most likely the squad leader. "We need them alive!"

"Yes, sir," was the cowed reply.

Oluo, prepare yourself for a new roommate. Eld thought to himself.


Levi had no idea what was going through Eld's mind when he jumped inside the house with Eren and Historia. It came out of nowhere, but he had to trust that he knew what he was doing. Still, the man was going to need backup once the MPs swarmed the place. As he began to alter his course, though, three MPs launched themselves straight at the captain. With a grunt, Levi zoomed as close to the ground as possible as the trio gave chase. Gunshots licked his heels while he moved faster than ever before.

The Interior MPs were unlike any enemy Levi had ever faced. Not even the Titans could give him this much of a hard time. If Kenny personally trained these soldiers, that was the only explanation he had for their extreme competence. Speaking of the devil, the psychopath had caught up with him now donning a black hat. The man always loved his hats almost as much as killing people.

Levi circled around and dove into an alley, but he still couldn't shake the damn soldiers. Constantly firing and reloading quick enough to prevent him from having a single second to breathe. A wave of shots demolished a cart Levi lunged over, the sharp pieces of wood cutting up the side of his face. With one eye covered up by a stream of blood, he knew he needed shelter to clean it off. He spotted a bar and, after making a sharp right turn, he busted through the doors, coming to a stop at the bar table.

The occupants were surprised to have the captain of the Scouts barge inside in such a matter. No one dared to approach the bleeding man, especially when he jumped onto the table.

"Make yourself at home, sir!" the bartender squeaked, praying that he wouldn't get his head cut off.

Levi ignored his comments and everyone else's while he tried to patch up the wound. It wasn't that deep. More of an annoyance that he couldn't afford.

"Well, it's the damndest thing." Took Kenny long enough to get here. "It seems like this establishment has rodent problem."

Quickly, Levi ducked behind the bar, waiting for the right time to move. He couldn't confront Kenny outright. Not in this situation.

Then, Kenny jumped through the open doors, brandishing his loaded pistols. "Come on out! The sheriff is here and he's gonna exterminate some rats!"

Not a single person spoke out against the outrageous display from the man. Either they were too afraid or too captivated. Either way, no one moved.

Kenny groaned. "Damn it, did I enter the wrong place!?" He felt like unloading some shots out of frustration.

"I thought you were dead, Kenny," Levi said in a low voice. "Or would you prefer Kenny the Ripper?"

The man let out a harsh laugh. "Funny thing: you lay low for a while and then, you become a legend. My old man would be proud."

"You're working with the same soldiers you slaughtered," Levi responded, trying to keep him talking. "Why?"

"Still a child after all these years, asking the grown-ups why we do things. Poor little brat." Kenny's grin stretched across his face. "Gotta say, though, I'm glad you survived my little greeting, Levi. Means you haven't lost your edge. Shame it can't be said about your bosom buddy."

The captain growled at that, sparing a glance at his arm. It was still stained with her blood and traces of ginger hair.

"I've killed so many people, I know the expressions they make," he went on. "Yours said that you were going to rip me apart after shooting the bitch. She must have been very special to you. Let me guess: you knocked her up. I enjoy a good double kill."

"If you want me to jump out so you can shoot me, you're going to have to do better than that, old man," Levi told him as his hatred for him continued to rise.

"Hey, show some respect to your elders, boy," Kenny rebuked harshly. "It wasn't personal. It was fun, but it wasn't personal. Tell you what: you come out of there quietly and I'll let you bury her. We'll have a nice, lovely funeral where all her weepy friends can join in. And, as a bonus, you'll live. Because any other option ends with you getting shot. The place is surrounded. You've got no moves left."

"You forgot the rule about a cornered animal," the captain warned him. He slowly turned a wine bottle so he could see Kenny in the reflection.

"You're a cornered rat, Levi. There's a difference." He picked up a chair and prepared to lob it at him. "Don't feel too bad. We both want the same thing: to survive. Killing you is just a means of continuing that. No hard feelings?"

"Kenny… go fuck yourself." Levi brought out a rifle he snatched from the bartender's hiding place and fired it upside down.

Even using the chair as a shield couldn't stop Kenny from flying out the doors in a heap.

"Everyone, stay inside!" Levi ordered before the crowd could lose their minds. "You'll be safe here." Then, he tossed the rifle into the arms of the panicking bartender. "Thanks for letting me borrow this."

It was time for him to finally go on the offensive.

The captain threw a chair out the window to get things started. As expected, the trigger-happy MPs opened fire before they realized what they were shooting at. Before they could reload, Levi dove outside and fired a hook straight through the chest of an MP. With the other hook, he grappled to the roof where two more awaited. They quickly fired at him, but Levi used the body he had tagging along as a meat shield. Once they were out, he threw the body aside and bisected the MPs with his blades.

With them out of the way, Levi made a beeline straight for the house Eld was in. This whole chase was just a diversion just to keep him away. He knew Eld was a capable soldier, but he couldn't last forever.

"Captain Levi!"

His eyes widened as he glanced left. The cadets of the 104th finally arrived. "All of you follow me!" he shouted. "We have to get-" He was cut off when he spotted two MPs carrying Eren and Historia respectively as they grappled away. "Damn it."

"Eren!" Mikasa screamed, charging straight at them with the intent to kill.

It was short lived as a lucky shot from an MP that had been following Levi took out one of her hooks. She stumbled in the air, trying to find a grapple point for her remaining hook, but she rolled across a rooftop instead.

"Mikasa!" Sasha shouted, her and Connie zooming over to check on her.

Levi, however, dealt with the immediate threat by turning around and cutting off his head. With the last MP he could see gone, he stopped on a building and stared at the disappearing enemies. They were too far away to stop them. In one fell swoop, he managed to lose his squad, Eren, and Historia. It was a colossal failure, to say the least, and there was nothing they could do.

A gunshot rang from inside the house, catching his attention. He moved to go check on the commotion, but Jean and Armin beat him to it. He could only hope they wouldn't be added to the growing list of casualties.

(A few minutes prior)


When the door was kicked open at last, Eld waited a full second before thrusting the knife directly into the intruder's neck. While he was busy choking on his blood, Eld yanked it out and kicked the dying into the MP behind him, knocking them both down. The narrow entrance forced the MPs to enter the room single-file and given they couldn't use their guns with the risk posed, they were on Eld's level now. The next MP stepped over the bodies and whipped the Scout in the face with her gun. He stumbled back against the wall, but the small bathroom kept the distance between them quite small. Eld moved fast, hitting her chin with one hand and jammed the knife into her gut. His victories came to an abrupt end when the next MP blindsided him with a left cross that made the back of his head hit the bathroom sink. Eld slumped to the ground in a daze, helpless to stop them.

"Get the targets!" the assailant, who just happened to be squad leader, demanded.

The surviving MPs, only two of them not counting the squad leader, hoisted Eren and Historia on their backs and swiftly exited the bathroom.

The remaining MP attempted to shoot Eld with one of his guns, but despite the concussion he suffered, he managed to tackle him into the hallway. A stray shot went off, though no damage was caused aside from their ears ringing. It was easy for the squad leader to shove the man off, but Eld kicked him in the gut, knocking him down. The two moved to their feet and fired their guns. Both failed to score fatal hits, but a round pierced Eld's shoulder. He went down in a heap, clutching his bleeding wound with his hand.

"You put up a good fight, Scout," the squad leader complimented as he reloaded his guns. "Shame I have to kill you."

"Drop the guns!"

The MP glanced to his left and noticed Jean, who came in through the window, pointing a pistol at him. He chuckled at the cadet's bravado. "You've got guts. You ever kill someone before?"

"S-Shut up!" Jean ordered, his body quivering a little bit. "I will kill you."

"Would you feel better if I was a Titan, or a rapist, or some other monster?" the MP asked. He didn't wait for an answer as he turned his guns on him.

A shot was fired and the squad leader collapsed lifelessly with massive hole in his head.

From the angle, it seemed like Eld made the shot, but when Jean peeked around the corner, he saw that it was Armin holding a smoking pistol. He was shaking so badly, the gun clattered to the ground.

Jean wanted to say something, anything, about this, but he was so overwhelmed. There were so many corpses in this house, the stench was getting to him. He hadn't smelled something this bad since gathering the bodies after the Expedition. He wanted to run away, but his feet refused to move from this situation.

Fortunately, Eld provided the perfect distraction. "Kirstein… help me out," he said weakly.

Getting whatever bearings he had left, Jean scrambled to his side. "Right, I need… bandages. Armin, you have any bandages in that pack?"

"I… I killed him," the blond whispered, staggering back into a wall. "I…"

Whatever patience Jean had snapped as he yelled, "Either help me out, or get the fuck out of here! I don't have time for your shit!"

Armin couldn't take it anymore and bolted out of the house. He didn't get far as he vomited right on the ground.

Jean ignored everything else and just applied pressure to the wound. It was the only thing he could do. "I didn't sign up for this," he said. When Eld didn't respond, he got louder. "You hear me? I didn't sign up for this shit!" Getting eaten by a Titan was far more preferable than this.

The Scout coughed in his face as he managed out some words. "No one… did, cadet."

Footsteps caught his attention and Jean looked up to see Levi standing over them.

"I'll take it from here, Jean," he assured. "Go regroup with the others."

Holding back the tears that threatened to spill out, Jean walked away. It was never supposed to be this way.


(Yarckel District)

Keeping her nape covered, the Female Titan dashed down the street in a hurry, swatting aside an MP stupid enough to try and go for her eyes. Civilians were screaming and running as she passed by, though she had the decency to make sure she wasn't gonna step on someone by mistake. Annie hoped for the day she wouldn't accidentally terrorize an entire district again, but at this rate, she might as well be keeping score.

Her eyes landed on Dillon, who was holding onto her blonde hair as tight as he could. It wasn't the best foothold he had, though there wasn't much he could do about it. Not to mention it helped him watch her back when she was looking forward.

In the distance, the Psion could see they were being pursued by the MPs, and they were catching up fast. A shot struck Annie in the shoulder, but she didn't even grunt in pain. They really were ineffective. Of course, there was another target that they had in mind, not that he would give them a chance. With a simple flash of his eyes, the hooks detached, and two MPs fell to their deaths immediately. That was easy.

When Annie turned the corner, however, they were immediately flanked by more soldiers from the side. A lucky shot severed the strands of hair Dillon held onto. As he fell, he fired his gear into a house and pulled himself up just before he hit the ground.

"Dillon!" Annie skidded to a stop and turned around. With a snarl, she batted away a duo that tried shooting her flailing boyfriend. She caught him and crystalized her nape just as an MP with swords tried to make a dash for it.

"Thanks," the blacksmith said, panting heavily. Now, his nose was starting to bleed.

"I have a plan, but I need you safe," she told him. Without waiting for a response, she shoved her lover inside her mouth and ran straight for the wall.

While Dillon wasn't in the stomach of a Titan this time, it was still disgusting and terrifying. Saliva everywhere, a slimy tongue that should never be that big, and molars that could grind his body into mush. Instinctively, he gripped her tongue despite how gross the situation was. He didn't want to get swallowed. In the corner, he could see the motionless body of mother. Knowing her, she probably fainted out of shock. He was more concerned with his own survival.

Annie could feel the understandable waves of fear pulsating through the link. She didn't want him to have a panic attack, so she tried to take his mind off the terror the best way she knew how. "Dillon, you need a shower."

He took the bait and a brief pause. "Right. I'll be sure to freshen myself up the next time you eat me."

"It's only proper manners," she responded matter-of-factly. "You never know when a situation like this will come up again."

The thought of experiencing this over and over made him dread the future. Knowing Annie and his luck, he was gonna end up here again.

With his panic attack averted, Annie could concentrate on a plan while knocking more MPs out of the sky. Her first idea was to scale the Walls, but it was highly possible she would get shot down by cannons or lose her fingers from a precise slash. At this point, it was imperative to not underestimate the enemy. That only left one option. It was a crazy idea, but it was far more likely to succeed.

"Brace yourself," she warned. "Get ready to swim."

"What are you…?" His voice trailed off when he figured out what she was up to. "Did I mention how happy I am you're on our side?"

"Occasionally," Annie answered, charging straight for the gate.

The Garrison troops manage to launch cannonfire at the approaching Titan. One caught her square in the stomach, making her briefly double over, but she kept moving. She only had one shot at this, and she needed to make it count. Her body began to heat up, emanating steam as a result of that tactic. She wasn't going to go as far as she did with the Psions, especially since there were two occupants in her mouth that wouldn't survive that, but it needed to be far enough.

"Take her down!" the Garrison squad leader ordered fearfully as she was almost on them.

Suddenly, the Female Titan veered off to the right, catching them and the pursuing MPs off guard. Even more so was when she leapt into the air and crashed her whole body into the canal that ran throughout the Districts. Steam and water erupted like an explosion, spraying the pursuers and knocking them down. The area was fogged up from the amounts of steam pouring out, and they couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"Sir, there's no sign of the Female Titan," one of the MPs reported. "I can't even hear her footsteps."

"That's because she's still here," the MP Squad Leader told her.

Amidst the steam, he could see the decaying body of the Female Titan. The fugitives fled the scene, yet they couldn't hear any ODM gear, so where did they go?

His eyes widened when he figured it out. "Soldiers, scale the Wall! They're swimming to the other side!"

Underwater, Annie was dragging the unconscious lawyer while Dillon concentrated on the metal bars that impeded their travel. While it caused him to bleed more, he managed to bend the gate bats just enough for them to swim through. His lungs felt like they were about to explode from holding his breath for so long, but he kept going despite the pain it was causing him. The second he reached the other side, he surfaced with a loud gasp, coughing out whatever water he swallowed. He managed to pull his weakened body back onto land just as Annie and Carolyn arrived, the latter still knocked out.

"Are you… okay?" the Shifter asked while her body was wracked with coughs.

"I'll live," Dillon responded weakly. His eyes drifted to the top of the Wall and spotted the MPs. "Shit. They're still coming." At this point, his body was too exhausted to even stand.

Annie didn't hesitate to transform again, a small, tidal wave knocking Dillon aside. She was annoyed at the persistence of the MPs, but at least she had the entirety of Wall Rose to her advantage. Little to no grapple points. "Hang on. I'll get us out of here."

Even when he was placed inside her mouth again, he couldn't bring himself to care. He just wanted to get away and finally get to the bottom of this mess… no matter how much it hurt him in the end.


AN: Phew! That was a lot of action, wasn't it? Hope that made up for the lack of fight scenes lately. Props to MickeyTaco for being my beta reader. There should be far less grammar mistakes this time.

To be honest, I was going to kill Eld off too, but fortunately, a certain beta reader suggested I didn't, which led to, in my opinion, my favorite scene of the chapter. Petra is usually the golden child of Levi Squad members being alive. Time for Eld to have his chance.

I am, however, disappointed that I couldn't make Dillon and human Annie beating up MPs because logic stopped me at every turn. Sometimes, I can get away with not being logical, but this time, I couldn't. I hope you still enjoyed the chase, though.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I look forward to your reviews, and I'll see you all in the next one.