Sea. This is a word that they knew only from books, thinking that it was in another world along with the hot sands. This salty water, a depth that they had never seen on Paradise, living behind three walls. The sea and the view of waves crashing on the sandy and rocky shore, foam spreading across the sand.

All this was like a dream for Levi, a completely different universe that he could not even dream of. And even though it was not visible behind his stoic expression, everything in his chest tightened to the point of trembling as he contemplated the blue horizon from the wall separating Paradise from the continent. From the golden beach. Levi could not take his eyes off this for a long time, until his squad, gaining a moment of childish excitement, climbed into the water, looking for fish and shells. But he was caught by something else - a shine in the distance. Maybe it was just the surface of the sea, but his sharp gray eyes did not lose sight of the scales. Probably a fish, he thought, nevertheless forcing himself to leave the spectacle and leaving to Hange to help set up the tents.

In the evening the view became more beautiful. A cold breeze enveloped the body, sending waves of shivers down the back, forcing the strong, tired body to sink onto the sand, away from the camp. Ackerman again sat at the water's edge, looking into the distance, unable to fall asleep, while the wind ruffled his coal hair, freeing his tired face from the burden of the journey. Levi closed his eyes just for a moment and... Squelch. Something swam nearby, hitting the water surface with its tail, spraying the captain with splashes, forcing him to come out of his thoughts and open his eyes wide at what he saw the next moment.