He should’ve never let them drink the wine.

A confidential mission, in the middle of nowhere, and Levi didn’t even think to check the seemingly out of place wine when his comrades brought it to him.

It was Marleyan wine. Straight from the enemies themselves. God, he’d been so stupid.

Levi couldn’t even raise his swords to his former comrades anymore; where did his dedication go? His heart felt dead at this point, staring at around thirty pure titans swarming after him.

Maybe it was easier, if he’d just drop down and let them tear him to pieces.

But there were promises to keep. People to see. Poor Hange would probably cry her eyes out if she saw him dead. So, as much as he didn’t want to…Not today. Levi Ackerman would not fall to the hands of some pure titans, whether they were his friends, or not.

That piece of shit Zeke was going to die, today.