The earth pounded beneath Annie's monstrous feet, a thunderous counterpoint to the frantic drumbeat in her chest. Trees whipped past in a blur of green, their branches scraping against her hardened skin like fingernails on a chalkboard. The taste of pine filled her mouth, a jarring contrast to the metallic tang of fear.

"They won't give up," she snarled, the sound a guttural roar that echoed through the dense forest. Her human mind, trapped within the colossal form, felt raw and exposed. The exhaustion from the battle with Eren burned in her muscles, a dull ache amplified by the Titan's immense size.

"Just a little further," she pushed herself, the thought a desperate prayer. She needed to reach the abandoned quarry, a desolate pit far from the city where she could disappear, regroup, and figure out her next move. Her human memories flickered – Hitch's betrayed expression, the glint of the rifle barrel… the sting of betrayal was a fresh wound, a searing reminder of the precariousness of her situation.