CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE “I hope you slept well last night. I am sorry I couldn’t provide a bed for you. This isn’t a hotel.” Yuri cackled, and when he was certain that he was close enough to Eren, he took a deep breath, and then he pointed to a seat by the corner. “Make yourself comfortable.” He said calmly, and when he saw the reluctance in Eren, he turned to him at once, getting rid of his wry smile.“I wasn’t asking.” He growled, and that was when Bianca pushed Eren so hard that he staggered and fell. He groaned in pain, and when he looked back at Bianca and saw that she was holding onto the control device, he gave up the plan to retaliate.Bianca sniggered. “I thought as much.” She whispered with a sinister smile, and then she pocketed the device again. “Do as you have been told.” She warned, and Eren had to force himself up. He staggered to the seat and sat down quietly. Yuri laughed at him, pointing in mockery.“How the mighty have fallen!” He sniggered, shakin

Kira groaned, and for a few seconds, she was struggling to keep her eyes open when she felt a tender touch on her face. She gasped, almost jumping off the bed. “Relax.” Mezzle’s soothing voice followed, causing her to sigh heavily.“It’s just me.” The General added, and Kira nodded. She stared at him, curiosity etched all over her face. “For a man who just lost his children, you seem a bit too excited, Mezzle.” She frowned when Mezzle refused to let go of his smile. She was reminded of her grief, and unable to get rid of the feeling, she sniffled, and soon tears began to stream down her face.“Are you mocking me, Mezzle?” She asked, not certain if she was ready for the answer to her question. “Why would I mock you?” Mezzle retorted, but it was very hard to comprehend what he was talking about when he was still smiling like he was excited about the assumed tragedy that befell them. Kira wiped the tears on the right side of her face, and before she could move to the left, the Gen

The soldiers opened fire at once, but knowing that they were not going to be able to keep up with the fight, they called for backup, and soon, more of their comrades joined in the fierce and unprepared battle against those mindless creatures. As the snarls from the infected increased, so did the flying bullets from the guns of the soldiers fly at them.They fell with heavy thuds, but those who had not been eliminated soon rose back to their feet, snarling with their sharp teeth ready to take bites off the soldier’s flesh. Even though that seemed to be a massive threat, the soldiers seemed to be doing quite well to handle the infected who were not as numerous as they usually were. Mezzle was faced with a bigger threat, the King of the infected who was standing before him, growling with his chest moving up and down. He growled at him, staring with wide eyes. Mezzle took a deep breath, and then he cleared his throat. “Are you just going to stand there and look at me?” He asked, and

“Are you sure about this, General?” Philip asked, staring at the Alpha who was still unconscious, strapped to a stretcher. Mezzle nodded, affirming the words he said earlier. “I am certain, Doctor. This is going to help us in a lot of ways. I need you to do it at once.” Philip took a deep breath, and after battling the sensation that had gripped him, he nodded. “If you say so.” He paused for a while, taking another deep breath. “But I must warn you...” He paused again, staring the General in the eyes.“This could change everything, General. You need to be ready for whatever the outcome of this decision could be.” Mezzle lifted an eyebrow, staring at the Doctor. After struggling to make sense of what Philip said to him, he succumbed to his ignorance. “Can you explain what you mean, Doctor? I am trying to hard to understand.” Philip nodded, and then he pushed closer, looking around just to be sure that they were alone. When he saw the two nurses who had walked into the lab wit

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE The ship fell at once, crashing with a loud bang. Mezzle faced the others, gunning them down with the help of the soldiers who surrounded him. As soon as the rest of the ships had fallen to the ground, Mezzle dropped the gun and ran into the clinic, jumping over the woods and fire that had fallen from the burning roof. He met civilians, Doctors, and nurses escaping for their lives, coughing as a result of the smoke, but his target was his children. He increased his speed, heading straight to the lab where his twins had been kept. The door was already on fire, and the two soldiers standing in front of the lab were crawling to regain their balance, coughing and wheezing to catch their breath. The General took a deep breath, and stepping two steps backward, he ran at the door, kicking it down without minding the fire.He gasped with wide eyes the moment he saw that the curtains close to the incubators were already on fire, the debris falling clo