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Levi: *bends down to the first corpse* *slowly uncovers the cloth and sees a bite mark on the hand* *touches hand* 'Creamy-white skin, fair, definitely hers. No mistake.' *looks at the Wings of Freedom emblem and cuts it from the uniform*

Dieter: *is crying from a distance*

Levi: *whole face darkens as he silently mourns, completely struck with grief* 'Should I let this go? This is my only memory of her...'

Petra: *passes through Levi without him knowing*

Levi: Tch... *lets a tear drop to the ground*

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