His panic had been the end of him. Even with his intelligence and whatever experience he's been able to gather in this short time since joining the Scouting Legion, it wasn't enough to prepare him for this.
The knife found its mark, somewhere just under his ribcage. Nonono he had to live, to see the outside world, with Eren and Mikasa and the others. His eyes were still wide, and his fingers struggled to grip at the arm holding the knife, but the pain was clouding everything. He'd never felt anything like this before. He was beyond afraid.
But somehow, something amounting to clarity broke through. Maybe if he kept the knife in him, he could survive long enough to at least take another swing at this guy. He grabbed at the handle of the knife in Don's fist.
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The knife found its mark, somewhere just under his ribcage. Nonono he had to live, to see the outside world, with Eren and Mikasa and the others. His eyes were still wide, and his fingers struggled to grip at the arm holding the knife, but the pain was clouding everything. He'd never felt anything like this before. He was beyond afraid.
But somehow, something amounting to clarity broke through. Maybe if he kept the knife in him, he could survive long enough to at least take another swing at this guy. He grabbed at the handle of the knife in Don's fist.