Chapter Twenty:
The sun had set, casting the Scout headquarters into darkness. The only light came
from the few torches mounted on the stone walls, their flames flickering in the cool night
breeze. Most of the scouts had retired to their quarters, and the grounds were quiet,
save for the occasional clink of armor from the night guards patrolling the perimeter.
Tiana was in her workshop, the warm glow of a lantern illuminating her face as she
carefully reviewed her notes. Her latest project—a compact, portable energy
source—was nearly complete, and she was excited about its potential applications.
Levi stood by the door, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, watching her work. He
was always on alert, always vigilant, especially at night when the darkness could hide
many dangers. He trusted his instincts, and right now, they were telling him to be ready.
Tiana glanced up from her notes, sensing Levi's intensity. "You're quiet tonight," she
observed, her voice soft in the stillness. "Is everything alright?"
Levi's eyes didn't leave the shadows outside the workshop window. "Something feels
off," he replied quietly, his voice a low murmur. "Stay close."
Tiana nodded, recognizing the seriousness in his tone. She had learned to trust his
instincts; they had saved her more than once already. She carefully set her notes aside
and stood up, moving closer to him, her heart beating a little faster with a mix of
apprehension and trust.
Just then, there was a faint noise outside—a rustling sound, almost imperceptible, but
enough to catch Levi's attention. His hand went to his blades, his body tensing, every
muscle ready to spring into action. He signaled for Tiana to stay behind him, his eyes
narrowing as he listened intently.
The noise grew louder, closer, and then—footsteps. Levi's mind worked quickly,
assessing the situation. It was too late for any of the scouts to be out, and the guards
knew better than to make noise. This was something else. He didn't need to see them
to know—Marleyan spies. They were back, and this time, they were after Tiana's
research.
Levi moved swiftly, positioning himself against the wall beside the door. He gestured for
Tiana to stay silent, his eyes sharp and focused. The door creaked open slowly, and a
figure slipped inside, dressed in dark clothing, moving with stealth and precision.
Another followed, their movements silent and deliberate, trained for infiltration.
Levi's grip tightened on his blades, his mind racing through his plan. He'd been
expecting this—waiting for it. The Marleyans wouldn't give up so easily, not when they
knew what Tiana was capable of. They'd try again, and he'd be ready.
He waited for the right moment, his breathing steady, his body coiled like a spring. The
first spy moved deeper into the workshop, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of
the research. The second stayed by the door, covering their exit. They hadn't seen Levi
yet, hadn't noticed the shadow moving with silent precision.
Just as the first spy reached for Tiana's workbench, Levi struck. He moved like lightning,
his blades flashing in the dim light. He was on them before they could react, his blade
cutting through the air with lethal accuracy. The first spy didn't even have time to scream
before they collapsed to the ground, their weapon falling from their hand.
The second spy turned, eyes wide, but Levi was already there, his foot connecting with
their chest in a powerful kick that sent them crashing into the wall. The impact knocked
the wind out of them, and before they could recover, Levi's blade was at their throat, his
expression cold and unyielding.
"Talk," Levi ordered, his voice low and deadly. "What are you after?"
The spy gasped for breath, their eyes darting around, looking for an escape, but there
was none. Levi pressed his blade closer, a thin line of blood appearing on their skin.
"Talk," he repeated, his tone colder now. "Or I'll make you wish you had."
Tiana watched from behind Levi, her heart pounding in her chest. It always mesmerized
her to see him like this—so fierce, so controlled, every movement a precise calculation.
She felt a mix of fear and awe, knowing that this was what he did best—protecting,
defending, eliminating threats without hesitation.
The spy coughed, their eyes filled with fear. "We… we were sent to retrieve the
research," they stammered. "The device… Marley wants it. They know what she's
working on. They want to use it against you… against Paradis."
Levi's eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his blade. "And where's your backup?" he
demanded. "There's no way they'd send just two of you for this."
The spy hesitated, their eyes flickering with panic. Levi pressed his blade harder, and
they flinched. "Outside," they gasped. "Waiting for a signal… there are three more."
Levi nodded, his expression calm but deadly. "Good," he said simply. "Tiana, stay here.
Lock the door behind me. Don't let anyone in."
Tiana nodded, her voice caught in her throat. "Be careful," she managed to whisper, her
eyes filled with concern.
Levi gave her a small, reassuring nod. "Always," he said quietly.
He moved with swift precision, dragging the spy to the door and pushing them outside.
He was a blur of motion as he darted out into the night, his eyes scanning the darkness
for any sign of the remaining spies. He knew they wouldn't give up easily. They were
trained, just like him, and they'd be prepared for a fight.
He caught sight of a shadow moving near the far wall and fired his ODM gear, propelling
himself forward with incredible speed. He landed silently behind the first spy, his blade
flashing out and cutting them down before they could even draw their weapon. He
moved to the next, his movements fluid and deadly, each strike precise and lethal.
The last spy, seeing their comrades fall, turned to flee, but Levi was faster. He fired his
gear again, swinging in a wide arc and landing in front of them, his blades ready. "You're
not going anywhere," he said coldly.
The spy raised their hands in surrender, their eyes wide with fear. "Please," they
begged. "I was just following orders. Don't kill me."
Levi's expression didn't soften. "Orders?" he repeated, his voice icy. "And what were
your orders?"
"To… to retrieve the research," the spy stammered. "And… and eliminate anyone who
got in the way."
Levi's eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his blades. "You failed," he said simply.
"And now, you're going to tell me everything you know."
The spy nodded frantically, desperate to save their own skin. "I will, I will," they babbled.
"Just… don't kill me."
Levi kept his blade steady, his eyes cold. "Start talking," he ordered. "And don't leave
anything out."
Back in the workshop, Tiana waited, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard the
sounds of the struggle outside, the brief clashes of metal, the muffled cries, and then
silence. She held her breath, her eyes on the door, waiting for any sign of Levi.
A moment later, the door opened, and Levi stepped inside, his expression calm but his
eyes sharp. "It's done," he said simply, his voice steady. "They won't be coming back."
Tiana let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, relief flooding through her.
"Thank you," she said softly, her voice filled with gratitude. "You… you saved my work.
Again."
Levi nodded, his gaze steady on her. "It's my job," he replied quietly. "And I'll keep doing
it. No matter what."
Tiana smiled, a small, grateful smile that warmed her heart. "I know," she said softly.
"And I trust you. Completely."
Levi gave her a small nod, his expression softening just a fraction. "Good," he said.
"Because as long as I'm here, you're safe."
Tiana nodded, her heart still racing but filled with a sense of calm. She knew she was in
good hands—better hands than she could have ever asked for. Levi was always ready,
always plotting, always watching. And she knew, without a doubt, that he would do
whatever it took to keep her safe.
….
In the grand, dimly lit war room of Marley's military headquarters, a tense atmosphere
hung over the assembled generals and warriors. The room was filled with maps and
documents, each detailing the current state of their war efforts, the positions of their
forces, and, more importantly, the elusive island of Paradis. At the head of the room
stood General Calvi, his face lined with frustration and anger. He stared down at the
most recent report, his eyes narrowing as he read over the details of yet another failed
mission.
The warriors of Marley—Zeke Yeager, Pieck Finger, Reiner Braun, and Porco
Galliard—stood nearby, their expressions varying from frustration to silent
contemplation. They had been in this room many times before, but the current situation
was unlike anything they had faced. The constant failure to retrieve Dr. Tiana Belrose
and her research from Paradis was becoming a stain on their record, a point of
embarrassment that none of them could ignore.
"Another failure," General Calvi growled, slamming the report down onto the table.
"Another team sent to Paradis, and not a single one returns. All because of one man—a
single soldier who seems to be everywhere at once."
Zeke, standing with his arms crossed, frowned slightly. "Captain Levi," he said, his voice
thoughtful. "Humanity's Strongest Soldier. I know first hand that his title is not without
merit."
General Magath, his face a mask of barely concealed irritation, spoke up, his voice
sharp. "It's not just that he's strong," he said. "He's relentless. Every attempt we've
made to capture Dr. Belrose, every plan, every strategy—he's thwarted them all. He
never leaves her side, not even for a moment."
Reiner, who had been listening quietly, chimed in, his tone measured but concerned.
"From what we've learned, Captain Levi is always with her. Even when she sleeps, he
stands guard outside her door all night. He's always watching, always ready."
Porco, clenched his fists, his frustration clear. "How can one man be so…
unstoppable?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Isn't there anything we can do?
Any way to get past him?"
Pieck, more reserved but equally frustrated, shook her head. "It's not just about getting
past him," she said quietly. "It's about the fact that he knows we're coming. Every time.
It's like he's always one step ahead of us."
General Calvi let out a low growl, his eyes blazing with anger. "We've underestimated
him," he admitted, his tone begrudging. "And that has cost us dearly. Dr. Belrose's
research is vital to our efforts. If Paradis continues to develop her technologies, they
could gain an advantage we cannot afford."
Zeke nodded, his expression serious. "The Titans alone may not be enough to ensure
our victory," he said. "If Paradis can create weapons, devices, and technology that rival
or even surpass our own… we could be facing a far more dangerous enemy than we
ever imagined."
Pieck leaned forward, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "We need a new approach," she
said. "Something Levi won't see coming. He's too well-prepared for our current tactics."
General Magath slammed his fist on the table, frustration evident on his face. "Then
what do you suggest?" he demanded. "Do we send in more spies? More warriors? Or
perhaps a full-scale assault on their headquarters?"
Zeke shook his head, his tone calm but firm. "That would be suicide," he said. "Levi is
one thing, but the rest of the Scouts are not to be underestimated. A full-scale assault
would be noticed before we even got close. No, we need something more… subtle."
Calvi rubbed his temples, his mind racing with possibilities. "We know their
weaknesses," he said slowly. "Their lack of resources, their limited manpower. If we can
exploit that, create a diversion…"
Pieck nodded, a small smile forming on her lips. "Yes," she said. "A diversion that would
pull Levi away from Dr. Belrose, even if only for a moment. That's all we need."
Porco looked between them, his eyes wide with anticipation. "But what kind of
diversion?" he asked. "Something big enough to get his attention, but not too big that it
puts the whole operation at risk."
Reiner, ever the strategist, thought for a moment, then spoke up. "What if we made it
look like there was a threat to one of their other key locations?" he suggested.
"Something that would require Levi's immediate response. He can't be everywhere at
once."
Zeke nodded slowly, considering the idea. "It's a start," he said. "But we'll need to make
sure it's convincing. If Levi suspects a trap, he'll never leave her side."
General Calvi grunted in agreement. "We need more information," he said. "More
intelligence on their movements, their routines. We need to know exactly when and
where to strike."
Pieck turned to Zeke, her expression serious. "You have contacts in Paradis," she said.
"Can we use them to get what we need?"
Zeke nodded, a small, calculating smile on his lips. "I believe so," he said. "But it won't
be easy. The Scouts are not as trusting as they once were. We'll need to move carefully,
quietly."
Magath, still fuming, crossed his arms over his chest. "And what about Dr. Belrose
herself?" he asked. "What if she's not where we expect her to be? What if she's
moved?"
Calvi's eyes narrowed, his voice cold. "That's a risk we'll have to take," he said. "But if
we can lure Levi away, even for a moment… that's our chance. That's when we strike."
Zeke nodded in agreement. "Indeed," he said. "We've underestimated Paradis once. We
won't do it again."
The room fell into a tense silence, each member of the Marleyan leadership lost in their
thoughts, their minds racing with the possibilities, the risks, and the potential rewards.
They knew what was at stake—knew that capturing Dr. Belrose and her research could
tip the balance in their favor. But they also knew that as long as Captain Levi was with
her, every move they made would be met with fierce resistance.
Calvi finally spoke, his voice firm and resolute. "Prepare the next mission," he ordered.
"Gather the intelligence we need, and make sure the diversion is convincing. We only
get one shot at this. Let's make it count."
The warriors nodded, determination in their eyes. They had faced many challenges
before, but this… this was different. This was a test of their skills, their resolve, and their
ability to outmaneuver an enemy who seemed to be always one step ahead.
And as they began to formulate their new plan, they knew one thing for certain: they
would not rest until Dr. Tiana Belrose and her invaluable research were in their hands,
and Captain Levi—the man who had thwarted them at every turn—was finally out of
their way.
For now, the battle continued, the stakes higher than ever. And in this war of shadows
and secrets, only the cunning would survive.
….
The conference room at Scout headquarters was dimly lit, a long wooden table
dominating the center, surrounded by worn chairs. Maps and tactical documents
covered the walls, a testament to the countless hours spent strategizing within these
walls. Today, however, the room held an air of heightened tension. Commander Erwin
sat at the head of the table, his steely blue eyes sharp and focused, his posture as
commanding as ever. To his right sat Hange, her usual curiosity tempered with a rare
seriousness. Across the table, the core members of the Scouts—Eren, Mikasa, Armin,
Jean, Connie, Sasha, and others—waited with bated breath.
Levi stood at the side of the room, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression as
stoic as ever. Beside him, Tiana sat quietly, her gaze darting around the room, a mix of
nervousness and determination in her eyes. She hadn't expected to be pulled into this
debriefing, but Levi had insisted, his reasoning clear: he wasn't going to leave her
alone, not after the latest attempt by the Marleyan spies to breach her workshop and
steal her research.
Erwin cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping across the room before settling on Levi.
"Captain Levi," he began, his tone even but commanding. "Report."
Levi nodded, stepping forward, his eyes meeting Erwin's. "Last night, we intercepted
another attempt by Marleyan operatives to infiltrate headquarters," he said, his voice
steady and calm. "They were after Dr. Belrose's research again. Three spies managed
to breach the outer perimeter. Two entered the workshop. I neutralized the threat before
they could retrieve anything."
Erwin's eyes flicked to Tiana, who sat beside Levi, her hands folded in her lap. "Dr.
Belrose," he said, his tone softer but still authoritative. "Are you alright?"
Tiana nodded, straightening in her seat. "Yes, Commander," she replied. "Thanks to
Captain Levi, I'm unharmed. But it's clear Marley is not going to stop trying to get their
hands on my work."
Erwin nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Indeed," he said quietly. "Which means we
need to rethink our security measures. It's becoming clear that their interest in you and
your research is more intense than we initially thought."
Hange leaned forward, her elbows resting on the table, her eyes bright with curiosity.
"Did you get any information from the spies?" she asked, looking at Levi. "Anything that
could tell us what Marley's next move might be?"
Levi's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression grim. "One of the spies mentioned they
had backup," he said. "Three more outside the perimeter. They were supposed to
provide support if the mission went wrong. I took care of them too, but they didn't have
much useful information. They were low-level operatives, likely expendable."
Jean, sitting across from Levi, raised an eyebrow. "So Marley's getting desperate," he
remarked, a hint of concern in his voice. "They're willing to throw away their own men
just to get to Tiana's research."
Eren, who had been quiet until now, leaned forward, his eyes intense. "What's the plan
then?" he asked, his voice firm. "We can't keep playing defense forever. If they keep
coming, eventually they'll get through."
Mikasa, always close to Eren, nodded in agreement. "We need to find a way to stop
them," she added, her voice calm but determined. "Before they try something even
more dangerous."
Erwin nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Agreed," he said. "We need to be proactive,
not just reactive. But first, we need to ensure Dr. Belrose's safety. Captain Levi, I want
you to continue your assignment as her personal guard. You're not to leave her side
under any circumstances."
Levi nodded sharply. "Understood," he replied. "I haven't and I won't. She's not out of
my sight."
Tiana glanced at Levi, a small, appreciative smile tugging at her lips despite the
seriousness of the situation. She had come to rely on Levi's presence, his constant
vigilance. She felt safer with him around, knowing that he would always be there, ready
to act.
Hange turned to Tiana, her expression curious. "Tiana, is there anything in your
research that you think Marley might find particularly valuable?" she asked. "Something
they'd risk this much to get their hands on?"
Tiana took a deep breath, thinking carefully. "I've been working on several projects," she
explained, her voice steady. "But I think what they're most interested in is the portable
energy source I've been developing. It's small but powerful—enough to power their
equipment in the field for extended periods without needing to resupply. If they got their
hands on it, it could significantly enhance their operational capabilities."
Connie leaned back in his chair, his expression serious. "So, they're after the tech," he
said. "They want an edge in the war. Makes sense."
Sasha nodded, her eyes wide with concern. "But if they keep coming, they'll eventually
figure out a way to get past us," she said. "We need to do something more… something
to keep them from trying again."
Armin, always the strategist, leaned forward, his brow furrowed in thought. "Maybe we
could set a trap," he suggested. "Use their own tactics against them. If we make it look
like Tiana's research is vulnerable, they might make a move, and we could be ready for
them."
Levi's eyes flicked to Armin, his expression thoughtful. "It's risky," he said. "But it could
work. We'd need to control the situation, make sure they don't actually get close to
Tiana or her research."
Erwin nodded, considering the idea. "A controlled risk," he said slowly. "It could draw
them out, give us the opportunity to capture higher-level operatives who might have
more information."
Eren nodded, his expression determined. "And we could finally start going on the
offensive," he said. "Take the fight to them."
Hange grinned, clearly intrigued by the idea. "I like it," she said. "But we'd have to be
very careful. One mistake, and they could take the bait and get what they want."
Erwin turned to Levi, his expression serious. "Captain Levi, do you think you could
orchestrate this operation?" he asked. "Ensure Tiana's safety while setting up a trap for
the Marleyan spies?"
Levi nodded without hesitation. "I can," he said firmly. "But I'll need full control over the
operation. And we'll need to make sure Tiana is prepared. If they see any sign that it's a
trap, they'll back off, and we'll lose our chance."
Tiana nodded, her expression determined. "I'm ready," she said. "Whatever it takes to
keep them from getting their hands on my work. I trust Captain Levi."
Erwin nodded, a small, approving smile on his lips. "Good," he said. "Then that's what
we'll do. We'll prepare the trap, and we'll be ready. In the meantime, everyone stays on
high alert. No one goes anywhere alone, and no one lets their guard down."
The scouts nodded in agreement, a renewed sense of determination filling the room.
They knew the risks, knew the stakes, but they were ready. They had faced worse
before and come out stronger. And now, with Levi leading the charge and Tiana by his
side, they would be ready for whatever Marley threw at them next.
As the meeting concluded, Levi turned to Tiana, his expression softer but still serious.
"Let's get back to your workshop," he said quietly. "We have preparations to make."
Tiana nodded, standing up and gathering her notes. "Right," she agreed. "And thank
you, Levi… for everything."
Levi gave her a small nod, his eyes steady on hers. "Just doing my job," he said, his
voice low. "Let's keep it that way."
…
Levi moved through the halls of Scout headquarters with purpose, his mind focused on
the plan. Every detail had been meticulously prepared, every possibility accounted for.
The trap was set, and now all they had to do was wait. He had handpicked a small team
of scouts for this operation—only those he trusted implicitly, who could move as quietly
and quickly as he did. The others were stationed at key points, ready to respond at a
moment's notice.
The night was dark, the moon hidden behind thick clouds, casting the headquarters in
deep shadows. The perfect cover for what Levi had in mind. Tiana stood beside him,
her expression calm but her eyes alert. She had insisted on being involved, and while
Levi would have preferred to keep her out of harm's way, he knew she needed to be
part of this. She needed to see it through.
"Are you ready?" Levi asked her, his voice a low whisper.
Tiana nodded, her gaze steady. "I'm ready," she replied, her voice quiet but firm. "Just
tell me what to do."
Levi gave her a small nod. "Stay close to me," he instructed. "And when I give the
signal, move behind the workbench. Keep low and stay out of sight. We want them to
think you're vulnerable, but I'll be right there."
Tiana took a deep breath, steeling herself. She trusted Levi completely, knew that he
would keep her safe. "Got it," she said, her voice steady.
Levi turned to his squad—Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Sasha, and Connie—all
positioned around the room, hidden in the shadows, their weapons at the ready.
"Remember the plan," he said quietly, his voice carrying just enough to reach them. "We
wait until they're inside, until they're committed. No one moves until my signal."
The scouts nodded, their expressions tense but determined. They had rehearsed this,
gone over every detail. They knew what was at stake, and they were ready.
Outside, the night was silent, save for the faint rustling of leaves in the wind. Levi's eyes
were sharp, his senses heightened. He could feel it—the tension in the air, the quiet
anticipation of the hunt. The Marleyan spies would come, just as they always did. But
this time, they wouldn't be leaving.
Minutes passed, each one stretching longer than the last. Tiana kept her breathing
steady, her eyes on Levi. She could see the focus in his expression, the calm readiness
that always seemed to surround him. He was like a coiled spring, always on the edge,
always prepared to strike.
Then, they heard it—a faint rustle, a soft whisper of movement outside the workshop.
Levi's eyes narrowed, his hand tightening on the hilt of his blade. He gave a small nod
to the scouts, signaling them to be ready. The trap was about to spring.
The door creaked open, just as they had anticipated. Two figures slipped inside, moving
with the same stealth and precision as the last time. They were dressed in dark clothing,
their faces covered, their eyes scanning the room. They were cautious, but not cautious
enough. They didn't see the scouts hidden in the shadows, didn't notice Levi standing
just out of sight.
Tiana moved behind the workbench as Levi had instructed, keeping low, her heart
pounding in her chest. She could see the spies moving closer, their eyes locked on the
workbench where her notes were spread out, seemingly unguarded. They didn't know it
was a decoy, a carefully prepared lure to draw them in.
The first spy reached the workbench, reaching out to grab the papers. Levi waited, his
muscles tense, his mind focused. He knew they had to be patient, had to let the spies
think they had the upper hand.
The second spy moved to the side, positioning themselves near the door. Levi's eyes
flicked to Mikasa and Jean, giving them a small nod. They moved silently, shifting into
position, their blades ready.
Just as the first spy touched the papers, Levi gave the signal. He moved with blinding
speed, his blade flashing in the dim light. He was on the first spy before they could even
react, his blade slicing through the air with lethal precision. The spy crumpled to the
ground, their weapon falling from their hand.
The second spy turned, eyes wide with surprise, but Mikasa was already there, her
blade cutting through the air, a swift, clean strike that dropped the second spy before
they could raise an alarm.
Connie and Jean moved in, securing the bodies, making sure there were no more
surprises. Armin stepped forward, his eyes scanning the room, looking for any sign of a
third spy. But there was nothing. The room was silent, save for the quiet, steady
breathing of the scouts.
Levi turned to Tiana, his expression calm but intense. "Are you alright?" he asked, his
voice low.
Tiana nodded, her heart still racing but a relieved smile on her lips. "I'm fine," she said,
her voice a little breathless. "It worked… it really worked."
Levi nodded, his gaze sweeping the room one last time. "Good," he said quietly. "But
stay alert. There could be more outside."
As if on cue, a faint noise came from outside—a scuffle, followed by a low grunt. Levi's
eyes narrowed, his senses on high alert. He signaled to the scouts, moving toward the
door with careful, measured steps.
He pushed the door open just enough to see outside, his eyes scanning the darkness.
Two more spies were approaching, moving cautiously, their eyes darting around. They
hadn't seen what had happened inside yet; they were still waiting for a signal from their
comrades.
Levi slipped out, moving silently along the wall. Mikasa and Jean followed, their steps
as quiet as his, their weapons ready. They moved with the precision and coordination of
a well-oiled machine, closing in on the spies from either side.
As they reached the spies, Levi struck first, his blade slicing through the air in a blur of
motion. The first spy went down without a sound, and Mikasa took the second, her
blade cutting through their throat with a swift, silent motion.
Jean and Connie moved in, dragging the bodies out of sight, their movements quick and
efficient. They knew they had to be fast, had to get rid of the evidence before anyone
else noticed.
Levi turned back to the workshop, his expression calm but focused. He knew they had
won this round, but he also knew that Marley wouldn't stop. They would keep coming,
keep trying. And he would be ready. Always.
He stepped back inside, his eyes meeting Tiana's. "It's done," he said simply. "They
won't be bothering us again tonight."
Tiana let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, her shoulders relaxing.
"Thank you, Levi," she said softly. "For everything."
Levi nodded, his expression softening just a fraction. "It's my job," he replied quietly.
"And I'll keep doing it. No matter what."
Hange, who had been watching from the shadows, stepped forward, her expression a
mix of excitement and admiration. "That was flawless, Levi," she said, her voice filled
with genuine praise. "You've got a real talent for this."
Levi gave her a small nod. "We're not done yet," he said. "We need to make sure there
are no more out there. I want everyone on high alert until morning."
Erwin nodded, stepping into the room, his expression one of approval. "Agreed," he
said. "You did well, all of you. But we need to stay vigilant. Marley won't stop until they
get what they want."
Eren, standing near the door, nodded, his expression determined. "Then we'll be ready,"
he said. "We won't let them take Tiana or her work. Not ever."
The room was filled with a renewed sense of determination, the scouts nodding in
agreement. They had faced many threats before, but this was different. This was a
battle not just for their survival, but for their future.