Eren advanced through the Family Heads with ruthless efficiency, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake.
Fey was still in disbelief. His previous confidence had evaporated, replaced by a deep sense of fear. In this moment, he couldn't help but see the same glimpse of death that he had witnessed through the artifact before. It was as if nothing had changed.
This was another repeat of the events that had unfolded at the Mountain of Loss. Fey lightly touched his chest, remembering the sword that had pierced the chest of his clone.
Every instinct urged him to flee, yet his legs remained rooted, paralyzed by the scene of Eren's merciless slaughter.
"Is this the end of the Kiel Family?" he muttered to himself, barely audible over the chaos of destruction.
At this point, it became clear that the Family Heads couldn't kill Eren. At most, they could delay him. He could only sacrifice them to run away.
