CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN: Detonate

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"Reiner..! Help me..!"

It was a cruel trick. I knew that, and I felt it, too. Much to my dismay, it was the only thing I could think of to surely gain his attention. He barely hesitated, jumping from his perch upon the wall and rushing after us.

Eren was being incredibly careful with me, his grip tight, but not exactly painful. He had obviously caught on to my plan, and was going to run with it. Literally. The town center was rapidly approaching, and I could hear Reiner's heavy footsteps thundering behind us.

I didn't want to fight him, but I knew I had to. I would have been better suited to fighting on the other side of the wall, able to do more than just play decoy. My arms were pressed tight to my sides within Eren's hand, and I was growning more uncomfortable by the second. I could only hope that my gear wasn't destroyed.

Finally, Eren slowed to a stop, turning around and preparing to face the armoured titan, a steamy puff of breath flowing from his nose directly over me.
"Eren, quit it. That burns..." I muttered, gritting my teeth as Reiner slowed before us, glowing eyes on me.

Everything so far had gone to plan, but I didn't want to be a part of it any longer

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Everything so far had gone to plan, but I didn't want to be a part of it any longer. At least not hand to hand.
"Oi, let me go now, big guy. I did my job." I addressed Eren, and I had expected him to simply open his hand. Not toss me over his shoulder like a rotten apple.

Upside down and flailing, I barely managed to get ahold of my hand pieces, launching my grappels blindly. There was no way I could have made a graceful landing, and I crashed into the rooftops, rolling and bouncing until I skidded to a stop, bottom half off the edge.

On impact, I had landed on my bad shoulder, the searing pain making it difficult for me to climb up, but I didn't have to. In swung Jean, for the second time that day, and carried me further back, rendezvouing with the others.

"Okay, that time you definitely hurt yourself, didn't you?" He helped me stand up properly before removing his hands, but they still hovered, ready to assist in any way.
"Forget about it. Just knocked my shoulder, but it's not that bad. Strapped it tight before we left."

Didn't help for shit, though...

My left thigh was hurting, too. It seemed that the crash landing had flared up all of my old injuries.
"That was impressive, (Y/N). You lured him in with a damsel in distress act. Never would have thought of that myself." Hange complimented, double checking the thunder spear that was attacked to their forearm.

"It was Winnie's idea. Don't give me credit for this..." I murmured, recoiling once I heard that first, heavy clash of fists. Connie tugged me back a little by the cape, placing his hand on my arm.
"Just sit back when we move in, okay? You don't have any thunder spears, so just take a breather."

I knew he was just trying to look out for me, but I didn't want to be babied. There were only two ways I could get the answers I needed from Reiner, and they were fight, or lose. I would never opt for the latter.

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