Stoic Breaking, Chapter 11

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The dust-glittered ground crunched under the weight of Mikasa’s dirtied boots as she came to an abrupt halt, just short of the last line of defence keeping Eren from her. Having slipped by the few scattered guards that were lingering around the perimetre, she’d finally come face to face with the holding cell of her adopted brother.

She leant over, hands poised on her kneecaps as her dry lips parted slightly, releasing the torrid puffs of air in heavy, uneven pants. The soft droplets of rain hit her form. Mikasa’s tongue darted out instinctually to wet the plush swell of her lips with the warm muscle, and then raised her hand up, using the back of it to wipe away the perspiration and rain that clung desperately to her porcelain skin. One final pant escaped Mikasa’s mouth as she straightened her spine, eyes snapped up to lock onto the old, fortress-like door that lead down into the dungeons below.

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