Feeling eren's heartbeat was like finally catching a breath after being underwater for too long. We all held onto him tightly, not wanting to let go. But our relief was short-lived. Out of nowhere, a soldier swooped down, his gear humming loudly. He snatched eren right out of our arms and took off.
I was stunned. we had just gotten eren back, and now he was being taken away again. why, and for what reason? I wasn't ready to lose him again. I sprang into action first, determined to chase after him. armin quickly wiped his eyes, and mikasa was right on our heels. we were united in our resolve not to let eren go without a fight.
We pursued the soldier through the ruins of the town. He didn't get far before he landed in a secluded spot and dropped eren roughly onto the ground, then quickly stepped back. We hurried to eren's side. He was still unconscious, barely stirring, his breath the only sign of life.
I knelt by eren's side, watching over him intently. Armin moved to his other side, gently shaking him in an attempt to awake him. He tried to lift eren by draping his arm over his shoulder, hoping to get him on his feet, but Eren remained unresponsive.
But then, as we surveyed our surroundings, we noticed several soldiers positioned nearby, weapons at the ready. among them was kitz woermann, his gaze piercing through eren as if he were analyzing a complex problem, not to solve, but to erase entirely.
"This has to be some sick joke," I muttered, the tension tightening my jaw as mikasa hurried to our side, her eyes wide with alarm.
I quickly assessed the dire situation, soldiers tightening their formation around us, each one's weapon trained with lethal intent. It was unmistakably clear, they were ready to kill eren. A surge of adrenaline fueled my resolve.
All of them likely aware of the strange situation surrounding eren, but their lack of understanding was driving their fear. This fear, uncontrolled and growing, pushed them toward a drastic decision to kill him to preempt any threat they couldn't grasp.
I turned my focus to captain Woermann, steadying my voice as I met his wary gaze. "Captin, I can't claim to fully understand what's happened to eren," I began, trying to convey both urgency and honesty. "But one thing I am certain of, eren is still eren. despite everything, he's not a threat to humanity."
I paused, searching the faces of the assembled soldiers, willing them to grasp the sincerity in my plea. "He's fought to protect us, shown bravery against our real enemies. Let's not be blinded by fear. Eren deserves our support, not your condemnation. He's still one of us." My words hung in the air, a heartfelt appeal for reason over fear.
