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He bites his hand.
But it’s too late. The Titans aren't wandering. They are herded. Driven by the Beast, whose long arms gesture from the ridge like a conductor leading an orchestra of teeth.
The first wave hits like a rockslide. Not the clumsy, mindless ones—these are Abnormals . They slide on their knees, snatching soldiers mid-zip. A scream is cut short by a wet crunch.
He bites his hand.
But it’s too late. The Titans aren't wandering. They are herded. Driven by the Beast, whose long arms gesture from the ridge like a conductor leading an orchestra of teeth. attack on survey corps save
The first wave hits like a rockslide. Not the clumsy, mindless ones—these are Abnormals . They slide on their knees, snatching soldiers mid-zip. A scream is cut short by a wet crunch. He bites his hand