Kurusu's long blade left its sheath with a clang, and its spine slammed into her wrist with a sharp crack.
The Female Attendant's arm bent at an unnatural angle, yet there was no pain on her face. Instead, her lips spread into a vicious grin.
"Amateur." Kurusu moved faster than she did. Before she could regenerate her limb, his left hand clamped onto the back of her neck, and the short blade in his right pressed against her temple.
The Female Attendant's regeneration was a joke before his overwhelming speed. Her broken wrist, just beginning to writhe, instantly froze, and fear finally appeared in her crimson pupils.
"Talk. Who sent you?" Erwin arrived late, his gaze settling on the Brass Whistle and Flare Gun hanging at her waist.
The Female Attendant clenched her teeth, guttural rattles rising from her throat as though she were gathering strength to resist.
Kurusu's fingers abruptly tightened, and she curled up in pain.
"Lord Shari!" She suddenly pressed the Brass Whistle at her waist, and its shrill note rose sharply.
The Kabaneri outside went mad, smashing their heads against the carriage. Spiderweb cracks instantly covered the glass!
Erwin snatched it away. Though the sound stopped, the Kabaneri horde remained frenzied.
"Ah-" Before Ayame could stop him, a sharp crack rang out. Kurusu ruthlessly snapped the woman's neck!
"Forget it. She wasn't going to tell us anything. Stay sharp, everyone. Time to clean up!" Erwin and Levi cut down the invading Kabaneri from either side.
Hange studied the Brass Whistle while protecting the craftsmen and scholars.
Kurusu and his deputy, Kibito, were also attacking with everything they had.
Her bodyguards and the train guards poured out gunfire desperately!
Passengers were constantly being devoured, then swiftly turning into Kabaneri. Erwin shook off his memories. "We can't keep