[Armin feels his voice raising, and just like that, he's pulled out his blades.
There is no logic in the place his mind currently exists, no stopper. Nothing in the years of training and discipline or his own personal moral complexities seems to quell it.
He wants Suzuya to suffer, to bleed, and if that means doing something as stupid as trying to cut him into tiny pieces on a public sidewalk, well, so be it?
He lunges, intending to part Suzuya's head from his shoulders with his blades.]
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[Armin feels his voice raising, and just like that, he's pulled out his blades.
There is no logic in the place his mind currently exists, no stopper. Nothing in the years of training and discipline or his own personal moral complexities seems to quell it.
He wants Suzuya to suffer, to bleed, and if that means doing something as stupid as trying to cut him into tiny pieces on a public sidewalk, well, so be it?
He lunges, intending to part Suzuya's head from his shoulders with his blades.]