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"And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kind of free."
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The sounds of war and death were unmistakable. I just about almost felt bad.
Key word: almost.
I strolled out of the room, not coming into contact with any military officials so far. If I did, I might have to have killed them. A stroll turned into a full blown sprint, and I began bolting down the hallway, determination evident in my eyes.
I hadn't seen Yelena yet, meaning she must've escaped on the airship already.
When I got outside, I was met with fleeing civilians, blood, military men and my greatest weakness: death.
Shock was clear in everyone's faces upon seeing me. 
I didn't let anyone process anything before charging towards the 20 men who donned military clothes. 
They were busy escorting all innocents to safety. I felt bad almost for hindering their chances of survival. 
But they were gonna die anyway. Whether it's from Armin's Titan transformation or in the near future.
I latched my ODM hooks into the house beside me and in the speed of light, managed to cut the stomach's of 15 of the 20 military men. The last 5 were dealt with using brute force. 
Kicking and punching.
The screams of men, women and children plagued my ears.
I felt bad for a second.
I sighed. 
"DEVIL SPAWN!"
"IT'S THE KINGSMAN!"
"SOMEONE KILL HER!"
"WHERE ARE THE WARRIORS!?"
I heard screams sound from all around me. I was perched on a wall as of now, and my eyes were closed. 
What do I do?
"Sorry, guys." With slight hesitance, I leapt off of the wall and shot a Thunder Spear into the area where the crowd of many were. 
I felt horrible.
Screaming.
Crying.