[ it’s a warning, the breath sack lodged close to his lungs haven’t by far the same capacity as the breath of the fully grown dragon he becomes in his dreams. but with quick thinking and resourcefulness, he’ll have to make do. that, and trust that lex doesn’t mean to set herself on fire with the mimic.
eren’s trusted in combat plenty of cases— sometimes, he was right in trusting, other times, it was a mistake and he should’ve believed in his own abilities. he can’t tower at fifteen meters here though, at least not yet, and . . . he has a feeling. lex was one to take risks, but she wasn’t about to drop dead. scratches, bites and knicks were like chafing your knees after falling off a bike: child’s play. she was more than a tough cookie.
the mimic would’ve turned its mask to match her, but eren shifts to grab its attention and bolts for it sideways, curving his blade to the opposite side of its neck. this leaves its right completely open to the swoop of the chimera charging for it, but snatching at the part-dragon’s own neck instantly. whatever, it’s fine. keep your eyes on me, wherever those goddamn eyes are, eren intends, and with an inhale deep in his diaphragm, the way elliot coached him, a burst of fire erupts from his lips, spreading across whatever was flammable, face-to-face and even more with lex in the way.
behold. masks might as well be as flammable as hair, looks like. ]
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[ it’s a warning, the breath sack lodged close to his lungs haven’t by far the same capacity as the breath of the fully grown dragon he becomes in his dreams. but with quick thinking and resourcefulness, he’ll have to make do. that, and trust that lex doesn’t mean to set herself on fire with the mimic.
eren’s trusted in combat plenty of cases— sometimes, he was right in trusting, other times, it was a mistake and he should’ve believed in his own abilities. he can’t tower at fifteen meters here though, at least not yet, and . . . he has a feeling. lex was one to take risks, but she wasn’t about to drop dead. scratches, bites and knicks were like chafing your knees after falling off a bike: child’s play. she was more than a tough cookie.
the mimic would’ve turned its mask to match her, but eren shifts to grab its attention and bolts for it sideways, curving his blade to the opposite side of its neck. this leaves its right completely open to the swoop of the chimera charging for it, but snatching at the part-dragon’s own neck instantly. whatever, it’s fine. keep your eyes on me, wherever those goddamn eyes are, eren intends, and with an inhale deep in his diaphragm, the way elliot coached him, a burst of fire erupts from his lips, spreading across whatever was flammable, face-to-face and even more with lex in the way.
behold. masks might as well be as flammable as hair, looks like. ]