Things couldn't get any worse.

Half of the Scouts were slammed into trees, their backs hitting the bark sith sickening crunches that sent shivers down your spine.

Oh look, you jinxed it. Congrats.

Hanji grimaced, whereas Levi's glare hardened. "Plan A failed. Moving onto plan B," He huffed, his grip on the blades tightening as he set his sight on another Abnormal.

"No, Plan A was attempting a conversation with them. This was Plan B." Hange's usual joyful voice lacked the enthusiasm, the excitement replaced by a grim undertone. Concern.

Levi's head whipped to her. "Conver— you know what, later." Their minds worked a thousand miles per hour, trying to think of something before suddenly their eyes met.

A silent agreement passed between the two as they slowly turned their heads to look at you.

"Brat—" Levi started.

"Why don't you do your thing?" She finished.