Ming stared fixedly at the Colossal Titan. Scalding blood had already stained his right eye, and the boiling steam had blinded it to everything ahead.
Even so, he wove through the gaps between the Titans, charging toward the Colossal Titan.
The surrounding Titans were all drawn toward Ming as well.
With only one hand left, he could no longer use the cable mechanism on the left side of his waist. His entire body was supported by the one on his right, and the force of each jolt made his bones creak. But Ming had no time to adjust his equipment.
With another slash in midair, he severed the fingers of a Titan reaching for him. Exhaustion briefly robbed him of precise control over his movements.
But the Colossal Titan ahead slammed a foot down beside him. The thunderous impact and scalding steam sent his airborne body flying.
Seeing the Colossal Titan trying to ignore him, he pushed his already overtaxed body even further. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, then scattered through the air.
His grappling cable anchored itself in the Colossal Titan's body.
At least... at least take this one down too...
The thought blurred in his mind. What little gas remained propelled him high into the air again, but the Colossal Titan paid him no attention. Its eyes remained fixed on Bai Yu and the others in the distance, who were about to break through the Titans blocking their way. Steam began to billow from its body.
The muscles around Ming's waist made a sound like something snapping. He could barely draw enough breath, but his blade continued to close in on the Colossal Titan's nape.
Almost. Just a little closer!
Broken teeth mingled with the blood in his mouth. Blood loss from his severed arm