Levi Ackerman.

The smell of blood and dirt was all he could smell. His body didn't respond. The sound of leaves crunching under footsteps mixed with the stab of pain in his torso. He couldn't move, but he didn't need to to know who was there. "Don't you dare touch me," Levi growled, his voice barely a trace of contempt. She didn't answer. She knelt beside him and looked at him, though he refused to look at her. He couldn't stand her face. Not after what she'd done. He'd trained her, trusted her like the rest of his squad, and in the end she'd been the worst of all. She'd betrayed the legion, humanity, and him. She'd left with Eren, she'd devoured the War Hammer Titan... and now she had the nerve to be here. Levi felt her presence too close, and his body, despite the pain, tried to get away, uselessly. He knew the blood wouldn't stop coming out of his wounds, that he had no chance of surviving if he didn't do something. But depending on her... never