Mikasa faltered mid-stride and looked toward Chen Si from afar. The delighted expression on her face instantly darkened until it was impossible to read.
Chen Si looked at Historia in his arms, then glanced at Mikasa in the distance. He reached one arm around to support Historia's back, but had no idea what to do with his other hand. Hugging her felt wrong, but so did leaving it hanging there. It hovered awkwardly in midair.
"Chen Si, what's that supposed to mean?!" When Historia realized that Chen Si wasn't pulling her into his arms and holding her tight, she looked up at him, hurt and angry.
Sensing the increasingly ominous storm clouds and lightning gathering in the distance, Chen Si simply gave up trying.
"Ah! I used too much force just now and hurt my hand really badly! Ah, it hurts! Sob..." Chen Si instantly put on a pained expression and played for sympathy.
"Ah! I'm sorry, Chen Si! I didn't know! I didn't hurt you, did I?" Kindhearted Historia immediately panicked and hurriedly searched inside her clothes for bandages.
Mikasa and Annie, who had been radiating just as much murderous intent in the distance, landed beside Chen Si at the same time.
"He's lying." Both women glared murderously at Chen Si and spoke in unison.
"Huh?" Innocent Historia didn't understand what they meant. She had already started wrapping Chen Si's hand in bandages.
Mikasa and Annie were both taken aback. They exchanged glances, and their murderous intent turned toward each other instead, the tension between them thick with the smell of gunpowder.
"Hmph!" Both turned their heads away and refused to acknowledge the other.
Jean, Marco, Connie, Sasha, and the others fought their way over. Chen Si had just cleared out most of the Titans nearby.
Connie flew over