"Levi, if we head over together now and reinforce the front lines, we might still stand a chance. Otherwise, everything we've worked so hard for will have been for nothing." Seeing Levi hesitate, Zeke hurriedly pressed on.
"Worked hard? You're talking to me about hard work? I haven't forgotten how you killed my soldiers!" Levi snarled.
Zeke paled. "We worked together in Liberio before. It went well, didn't it?"
Hearing this, Levi thought back and conceded that it had.
"I'll accept your proposal, but you must stay with me at all times and keep a distance of no less than five paces," Levi said.
"All right, no problem!" Zeke readily agreed.
"Cough, cough!" Levi coughed twice. That burst of intense attacks had actually left his blood surging.
Zeke silently watched.
"Then can you let me go now?"
Levi pulled out his blade and released Zeke.
"Cough, cough!" Zeke also coughed violently a few times, and then his wound began to heal.
"You go down first," Levi said.
"All right, all right." Zeke descended to the ground.
The instant Levi jumped down, Zeke abruptly moved to bite into the Webbing Between the Thumb and Index Finger on his own hand.
Levi reacted swiftly, immediately sweeping his blade toward the nape of Zeke's neck. But a wave of dizziness and a sudden loss of strength slowed his spinning descent. His blade only severed Zeke's shoulder blade, allowing him to break free.
Levi tried to draw another blade, only to find that he could barely spin anymore. His stamina was failing badly. Only now did he realize that he could no longer fight the way he once had.
Movements that had once been effortless for him as an Ackerman now pushed him far beyond his limits.
Zeke transformed again and sprinted into the