Novel & Cerita 7 Minutes Aot Eren

Now that they had made it into the finals, it was entirely because I was carrying them single-handedly. Rowan, Rhea, and the rest never thought the team I led would be the one standing across from them in the finals. A sense of crisis crept over Rowan. He knew my ability as a jungler. With only a week left before the match, a batch of negative rumors about me suddenly exploded online. A heavily edited video was widely reposted by marketing accounts across all platforms, titled: Nina Vale’s Ultimate Simp.

There was a long pause on the other end before a voice stammered, "M-Mr. Chapman, we can offer a hotel to resolve this issue, our best one, even. The problem is, three minutes just isn't enough time!" The voice belonged to Joaquin's cousin, Edwin Wentworth. Even if he took a rocket, he still wouldn't reach the Aequor within three minutes. They were hundreds of miles apart. "I don't care!" Ernest roared. "My last command before dying will be for the Wind Dancers to destroy the Wentworths! We'll crush even your rats underfoot!" There were only two minutes remaining. Ernest was so agitated that he could barely register the pain from his broken arms.

"What do you mean that he isn't here?" "He has gone out and asked me to look after you." He says casually, crunching on another chip. "What?!" ~~~~~~ I cleaned the glass which Toni has broken while waiting for Eren to come back. Toni is undeniably a dickhead. But I must avow, he cracks good jokes. He told me that he eats only potato chips everyday. I wonder if it's true. After waiting for Eren for about an hour, the main door is finally opened and he walks in, his face a bit surprised on seeing me sitting beside Toni on the sofa.

Eren muttered, staring up at the high first slope, “this climb is worse than I thought.” I followed his gaze to the harsh terrain looming above us. The halfway plateau looked impossibly far away. “It’ll take us at least two hours just to get there,” he continued, adjusting the strap on his gear. “And that’s if we keep a hard pace the entire time.” I let out a slow breath. “And the cave?” Eren’s jaw tightened slightly before he looked back at me. “If it’s higher up like I think it is,” he said, “then we’re looking at four hours of brutal climbing minimum.”

he said. Renz thanked him quietly. Then the black sedan rolled away into the night. Renz watched the car disappear before slipping into ours. “How long before the game starts?” he asked. “About thirty-seven minutes,” I said. “Step on it.”

"Nolan said, '' Anyone that has come in in the last seven years we will find out soon. "Erza said, '' Well there a big time loop that never ends, I warning everyone not to come to the room'' Erza said ''I see. "Nolan said, Anyone that has come in in the last seven years we will find out soon. "Erza said, 'Erza got off the bed in left the room she went to the kitchen to make Nolan something to eat she made bacon and eggs with oatmeal and drink some tea then she hurries back to the room.

"I think HQ made a break through, that's why they're here already." "What makes you say that?" J7 asked, frowning. J7 was the second shortes, being five foot eight, an inch and a half shorter than Aeon. He was the palest of the four, redhead with bright blue eyes. His frame was built for running as he was the fastest on the team. He could out run Hunter breeds and made an excellent scout. "Em said something came up." Aeon shrugged her shoulders. "That could mean anything." J7 crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.

“Everyone knows you’re the best fighter in our year. Maybe ever.” I shot him a look. “Careful. That kind of talk gets people killed.” He blinked, then laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “Right. Sorry. I just.. this is my first proper patrol under someone like you.” I felt the irritation ease, just a little. It was hard to stay annoyed at someone who looked like they were living out a childhood dream. We started walking the route, snow crunching under our boots. “So,” Eren said, after a moment of silence he clearly found unbearable, “is it true you can hear heartbeats from across a clearing?”

he said quietly. She looked at him. "That's what I would have asked," he said. She held his gaze, and in the holding of it something shifted not dramatically, not with the emphasis of a resolution. Just a door opening quietly on hinges that had been working their way loose for days and had finally let the latch go. "Two days," she said. "Two days," he confirmed. "Eros arrives at midday on the seventh." "Are we ready?"