Chp 8. Reconquest

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(y/n): Where... Where am I...?

You awoke with your hands tied

???: You will return us to our former glory, like a weapon... like the most powerful weapon ever created!

Then you noticed that the strange man started to remove your blindfold

(y/n): What!? What the heck are you doing!? Get your fucking hands off me!!! No... NO!!

you started crying

(y/n): NO!!!!!

Ymir: huh...? (y/n)?

Krista: (y/n)!? What happened!? Are you okay!!!

(y/n): What do you mean...? Krista? are you there...? Where are we?

You realized that the interaction with that man was just a dream

Krista: Yes (y/n), it's me! *She hugged you* When you were going to the trost HQ, I ran out of gas and Ymir came to me and saved me, we went to the rearguard, to some temporal base... After a while, all the others came to us with you in their hands, you were unconscious and with a several injurie on your forehead. They were going to remove your blindfold, but I didn't allow them... So they just put more bandage on your head

(y/n): My god... Thanks Krista, I was worried about you and Ymir when the trost thing happened, I didn't see you with the cadets, that scared me

Krista: And how are you feeling, you're alright??

(y/n): Yeah I am, what about you?

Krista: I'm fine, but, you're the injured one, are you sure you're okay?

Jean came in

Jean: Hey, you two lovebirds! The Garrison's commander is calling us all

Krista blusshed

(y/n): Ok, I'll be on my way

You standed up, but you almost tripped again, your head hurt a lot

(y/n): Argh!!

Ymir grabbed you in time

Krista: (y/n)!!!

Ymir: You sure? Can you walk?

(y/n): I think so... Thanks Ymir, will you help me get to where the garrison's commander are calling us?

Ymir: Tch... Okay... 

Jean: Carefull (y/n), don't overexert yourself

Front of the Trost inner wall

Soldier 1: Retake trost, are they kidding?

Soldier 2: Someone up top's lost their marbles; how'd they expect us to shore up the hole?

Soldier 3: Is the brass that out of touch? It's a damn suicide mission!

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