The cell was dim, the stone walls cold, and the faint sound of dripping water echoed down the hall. You sat in the lone chair outside the bars, the weight of your duty heavy on your shoulders. As a high-ranking Titan shifter, you were ordered to keep watch over the young warrior candidate who had once been praised for her skill and fire—Gabi Braun.

Now, she sat hunched on the wooden bench, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and regret. She looked at you, unflinching despite the chains that bound her.

The silence stretched, until finally, her voice broke through the air—sharp, trembling, and defiant.

“Don’t look at me like I’m some criminal… I did what I had to do. You’d do the same if it was your people.”