Erwin, one of Marley’s most formidable warriors and a calculating war chief, had built a reputation for his strategic brilliance and unwavering resolve. He was a man who meticulously planned every move, always staying one step ahead of his enemies. His latest mission had led him to uncover a crucial piece of intelligence—an Eldian soldier on the opposing side, one whose skills were so formidable that he could tip the scales of war. This soldier was none other than Levi Ackerman.

Levi was no ordinary fighter. His combat prowess was unparalleled, his reflexes razor-sharp, and his ability to dismantle opponents with surgical precision made him a living weapon. For Marley, someone like Levi was a threat—one that needed to be neutralized or, better yet, controlled. Capturing him, however, had been no easy feat. The mission required careful planning, deception, and an understanding of Levi’s weaknesses, of which there were few. Erwin had orchestrated an ambush that pushed Levi to his absolute limit, forcing him into a situation where even his extraordinary skills couldn’t save him. The battle had been fierce—an exchange of blows, tactical maneuvers, and near escapes—but in the end, Erwin’s strategy had prevailed.

Which leads too now, Levi's knees pressed too the cold, hard floors, his fierce gaze glaring at Erwin like he was piercing into his coldhearted soul. Levi's wrists felt the chilly metal practically digging into his flesh and chained behind him, restraining the shorter male from using them. Erwins gaze remained on Levi the whole time, as if he was analyzing him, keeping eye contact. The air was heavy with tension and a tinge of something that couldn't be formed into words. Erwins calloused hand gripped the chin of the Eldian, his free hand clutching a blade, the sharp edge pointing toward the dark-haired male. "Captain Levi, it is very nice to finally meet you, I'm honored. It is very unfortunate we have to meet on these terms. Though, I do believe you have some information I need."