Juliet Diekman is the daughter of a well-respected Marleyan scientist who works alongside the military.
In a new proposal, he is asked to go on an expedition to Paradis for research purposes before planning their big attack. He agrees, only if his b...
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"IS SOMETHING WRONG?" Hange swiftly exits the kitchen, their footsteps quick as they move toward the source of the commotion. Jean and Juliet follow close behind.
As they step into the main room, the scene that greets them is one of immediate tension. Floch stands with his gun aimed directly at Onyankopon. The room, bustling with activity moments before, was now eerily still, all eyes focusing on the deadly standoff.
Onyankopon stands with his hands raised slightly, his face a mask of controlled fear. He met Hange's gaze for a brief moment, silently pleading for help.
"There you are, Commander," Floch's eyes flick to Hange.
"What's going on?" Hange calls out.
"I'm glad you showed up," at least five other soldiers in Scout's uniform pointed their guns toward the group, "If anyone knows where Zeke's being held, it's you."
Floch's gaze lands on Juliet, and his eyes light up with recognition, "There you are," he says, a twisted smile spreading across his face. "We've been looking for you."
Juliet's heart sank, and she instinctively took a step back, but Floch was quicker. He steps forward, grabbing her arm harshly and yanking her towards him. The cold barrel of his gun pressed against her back, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Someone would like to have a word with you," Floch hisses, his grip unrelenting as he starts dragging her toward the doorway.
"Let her go!" Jean shouts, his voice filled with anger and desperation. He took a step forward, ready to intervene, but froze as several soldiers raised their guns, aiming them directly at him.
Jean's fists clenched in frustration, his mind racing for a way to save Juliet without escalating the situation further.
He shot a helpless glance at Hange, who was watching the scene with a mixture of fury and calculation.
Floch roughly pushes Juliet through the doorway, his grip tight and unyielding. She stumbles slightly but catches herself, shooting him a defiant glare. "Hey! Anyone ever taught you to not hit a woman," she snapped, her voice laced with sarcasm.
"You're much more of an enemy than a woman," Floch says.
Juliet opens her mouth to make another remark but falls silent as her gaze lands on the figure standing before her. Eren Jaeger, the man at the center of so much chaos, stood waiting.
Eren's hair was tied back, a few loose strands framing his face. His eyes, once so full of fire and determination, now look weary and haunted, as if burdened by the weight of the world. Dark circles underscore his eyes, hinting at sleepless nights and relentless struggles.
She stands straighter, forcing herself to meet Eren's tired gaze with as much composure as she could muster.
"You were right, Eren," Floch says, a hint of reverence in his voice as he tightens his hold on Juliet's arm, "She was with them."
