There is a blade in my neck.
Not so much to kill me
But so much that maybe if I had not
Reacted quicker
I would have died

Eren hits me so hard
His fists as hard as the armor that shields me

It breaks the bone on my face
Breaks the bone on my head
Breaks my soul

Erwin Smith stares back with the same icy blue eyes
That Eren and Historia and Levi and
Everyone else
Had stared at me with

I feels small despite his fifteen meter height

Even so, I jump down the wall and fall into such a trap that maybe

My death will be purposeful without capturing Eren.

(If I ever say that again, Bertolt better catch me
I'm already falling)

- Reiner