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... by those Raashim Temple goons?"

Eren asked as he looked at the sea monster.

He always felt odd whenever he triggered the Titan Transformation. His physical senses became skewed, making him perceive everything from the perspective of a giant.

Just moments ago, he had felt like an ant before the massive sea monster. But now, after the transformation, the creature in front of him appeared to be of normal size—neither too big nor too small.

Meanwhile, Azurea and Marin ...

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