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The horses are gone. Scattered. Eaten.

But it’s too late. The Titans aren't wandering. They are herded. Driven by the Beast, whose long arms gesture from the ridge like a conductor leading an orchestra of teeth. attack on survey corps save

He bites his hand.

The ground shakes. Not from thunder, not from a cannon. From them . The horses are gone