ℬℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇 ⤕[𝓐𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓞𝓷 𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓞𝓒]

Chapter 16

Clambering down the steps to the supply room, the chosen Cadets for killing the titans conversed, blades held tightly in their hands, "I'm gonna ask the obvious question, can we really do this without ODM gear?" 

"No problem, these guys are only 4 metres tall, their weak spots are just above eye level." Reiner confirmed, however giving a snarky glance over to Akira, "However, if you miss Aki then i'll swoop in and save you, knowing you're much smaller than the average teen female you might struggle to see the napes if you miss." 

She threw her fist hard into his arm, "No short jokes, mister." Rolling her eyes as he pursed his lips and rubbed his now throbbing arm, her attention was now drawn to Jean as he waltzed in front of her.

"He's got a point, shortie." The yellow orbed male smirked as annoyance blew up in her face in the form of embarrassment, her cheeks dusting over with light pink. 

She pushed him forward with her foot, making him tumble down a few steps, "Goes for you too, horseface." 

"But you're allowed to call me horseface? That doesn't seem fair." He scoffs under his breath, being silenced with a single glare from the shorter female.

"I hope this all goes to plan, if one of us misses...it's game over." Connie shuddered, resisting the temptation to turn back and make a break for it. 

"Well worst comes to worst, you could just shove one of these up their ass." He indicated to the blade in his hand by raising it to eye level, "That's their other weak spot."

Connie stared, sweat still dripping down the side of his face, "Are you serious? That's news to me." 

"Did I miss a day of training or something?" Sasha blinked in confusion as she stared over her shoulder at the  blonde. 

Jean rolled his narrow eyes, "Come on, knock it off Reiner, do you really want your final words to be an ass joke?"

"Your last words would have been a short joke if you hadn't intercepted, so you're one to talk." The white haired female commented. 

Jean cocked an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder at her, "You saying i'm gonna die, shortass?" 

She leant forward and flicked his forehead, "Potentially." She jogged down a few steps to the one behind him, yanking him down, as she still couldn't reach his ear being on one step higher than him , to whisper into his ear, "Or I could swoop in like the prince you need and save you, pony." She winked at him, releasing his shoulder. His cheeks went pink as he shook it off, not making eye contact with her. 

"I'm surprised she's related to you with that attitude." Reiner flops his arm over her shoulder, making her pluck it off by his wrist. 

Bertholdt couldn't help but smile, "Opposites attract, it's why we get along so well." 

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Hands and feet positioned on the beams in the ceiling, the seven chosen Cadets sucked in their breath at the anticipation as the wooden lift slowly descended into the center of the room, multiple layers of Cadets stationed behind one another, shotguns in their hands, aimed outwards towards the titans. As the titans took notice, they slowly inched toward the group, several of them shivering and nervously placing their fingers on the triggers. Marco could sense that they were going to shoot as the male in front of him let out a panicked noise, "Hold back, don't shoot! Keep calm and wait for them to get in range." He ordered, his own voice unwavering. The tension slowly built up, thickening the air to the point where the Cadets could have choked on it. Allowing the titans to take a few steps forward, Marco clenched his jaw tighter to keep himself from also panic firing, "Three...two...one...fire!" He commanded, arrays of gunshots exploding and resonating from the rooms, being followed by the screeches of titans as they threw themselves back, clamping their hands down on their eyes, steam erupting from underneath their hands.