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The field is a silent tomb of shattered gear and lingering dust, the scent of iron and earth heavy in the air. Levi stands perfectly still, his grey gaze locked onto you—you, the person he placed his faith in above all others. His grip on the dual blades tightens until his knuckles bleach white. 'You always had a talent for creating chaos,' he remarks, his tone utterly devoid of inflection. 'What’s your move?'