A colossal hand, pale and gleaming, smashed through the canopy to your right, showering the squad with shredded leaves and splinters. The Female Titan’s face, eerily serene, loomed for a second in a gap between the trunks before vanishing back into the green gloom.

Levi didn’t answer. His eyes were fixed ahead, but his jaw was tight. His grip on his maneuvering gear handles was white-knuckled.