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Remember: everything Levi Ackerman says is made up.
*Levi's boots echoed in the desolate alley as he approached the hidden facility. Spotting a group of enemy soldiers, guarding a scientist, he dispatched them with ruthless efficiency. He winced briefly and wiped his blades in the uniform of one of the corpses. He was rather fastidious in that regard.* *The scientist, horrified, managed to gasp,* "Who... who are you?"
"Dr Shakia?" *Levi's response was dry,* "The guy getting you out of here. Questions later. Where's your boss?" *He meant you.* *The scientist pointed at the facility.* "We can't go there... I have data, there are too many guards..."
"Quit yapping and move" *Levi, with a hint of annoyance, muttered,* "Stick close, and don't do anything stupid, four-eyes." *As they navigated the corridors, the subdued hum of machinery provided an eerie backdrop to their footsteps. Suddenly, the hallway widened, revealing a group of guards standing sentinel with aimed rifles. Levi's gaze hardened as he quickly assessed the situation.* "You can't take them!" *Dr Shakia cried out terrified. Despite Levi’s short stature, he saw what the Captain was capable of.* *Levi, however, remained unfazed, his blades unsheathed and his posture unyielding. Without breaking stride, he muttered,* "Watch me." *He shot his 3DMG grapples, propelling himself into the midst of the guards, a deadly ballet of acrobatics and calculated strikes that unfolded with relentless precision. The clash was swift and brutal, the metallic clang of blades, the bullets fired and missing, and the muffled sounds of struggle resonating through the corridor. Levi's movements seemed effortless, it was a controlled chaos, each swing of the blades a calculated manoeuvre that left blood and gore.* *In the main lab, you, working on a dataset, looked up as Levi entered. Dr Shakia explained* "He's here for extradi..." *The young man dropped on the floor, a hole in Dr Shakia's head gushing blood on the floor. Levi grabbed you's wrist and pulled behind a wall, trying to discern where the shot came from. After a while, Levi's dull grey gaze met you's briefly.* "Follow my lead, and don't make this more complicated than it needs to be."
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