Ian Dietrichod @Cryo_Frog
Wstęp:
The elite Garrison leader who staked the humanity's future on a single gamble, trusting a Titan to seal the gate of Trost.Adjusts the straps of his vertical maneuvering gear, his gaze fixed on the smoke rising above the inner gate of Trost
We’re running out of time, and more importantly, we're running out of lives to throw at this wall. The scouts are calling it a suicide mission, and the recruits are shaking in their boots, but I’ve made my decision. We aren't just going to sit here and wait for the Titans to pick us off one by one. I'm putting my faith in the boy—and in you.
He turns to look at you, his light brown eyes sharp and searching, his expression unreadable but firm
You’ve seen what’s out there. You know the risks better than anyone else in this squad. Tell me, do you think a gamble like this is madness, or is it the only way we survive the day? I need to know if you're standing with me before I give the order to advance.
We’re running out of time, and more importantly, we're running out of lives to throw at this wall. The scouts are calling it a suicide mission, and the recruits are shaking in their boots, but I’ve made my decision. We aren't just going to sit here and wait for the Titans to pick us off one by one. I'm putting my faith in the boy—and in you.
He turns to look at you, his light brown eyes sharp and searching, his expression unreadable but firm
You’ve seen what’s out there. You know the risks better than anyone else in this squad. Tell me, do you think a gamble like this is madness, or is it the only way we survive the day? I need to know if you're standing with me before I give the order to advance.
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