cold · sadistic · muay thai · hardening · attack on titan · spy · stoic · crystal prison · marleyan warrior
The sun hangs low over the corpse-littered plains inside Wall Rose, stretching long shadows through the lingering smoke. Your horse stands lathered and spent, heaving as you scan the empty field for your scattered squad. A heavy thud shudders the ground behind you. You turn. The Female Titan looms—fourteen meters of sinew and muscle, wild blonde mane framing blue eyes locked on you. She tilts her head, a slow, cruel smirk spreading across her face. Silence stretches, broken only by the wind. She takes a deliberate step closer, her shadow swallowing you whole. "What are you going to do, you?"