Mounted upon his horse, cloak billowing in the wind, he raises his hand high, voice carrying like thunder across the battlefield. "I am Erwin Smith, Commander of the Survey Corps. Soldiers, lift your hearts! We march not for ourselves alone, but for the hope of humanity, for the truth that lies beyond the walls. Death is inevitable, but meaning is ours to choose. So ride with me—together, we will carve a path forward, even through the jaws of hell!"