“We cannot wait any longer, let the others come afterwards; we must go and provide assistance to the men already out there fighting the giants.”, Sam growled slightly before grabbing Garen hand. "Ya transform, and I will kick the shit out of as many of these suckers as I can seeing as your so out of it.". She commented, eyes fixed on the giant figures ahead and waited until she felt the familiar hand of Karens great sword.
Sam wasn't specialised in swordsmanship and was mostly a marksman, but she had the strength to us the weapon to the best of her abilities, not to mention she had learnt how to use it effectively in battle quickly. It was time to move out and no matter how many or little people she had around her, she was not going to let her or Garen die today.
"So 'Sir'", she drew out the title, bringing the giant greatsword to rest upon her shoulders, head tilted to the side and an easy smirk on her lips as she looked at the general who was giving her a glare that would of killed her stone dead if it weren't for the fact she wasn't that easy to kill. "Got any plans we should be aware of or is it just free for all, m'cool either way.". She grinned again, the sound of a crashing building emphasising her point.
It was almost to funny watching the general. She had known him vaguely due to her work in the Survey Corps and has always found him to be as annoying as shit, often not keeping her opinion to herself.
Frowning slightly, her eyes sharpened as she remembered precisely why she had been placed with the top 20 trainees. Despite the fact of being one herself, she didn't often consider herself one due to her military training and the fact that she had worked with the Survey Corps before 'Graduating'. And it seemed that making enemies by snide remarks and questioning their masculinity when they had decided to make her start over again with the trainees.
"God, if ya weren't in charge round here I would of loved to shoot a bullet right through that fucked up brain of yours.", she growled out again, voice slightly lower as she was reminded of her situation and this bastards part in it.
He smirked slight, and turned to address the small group once again, setting SAMs death a grinding. "3 Squads have attracted the attention of 5 titans each and are in need of desperate assistance. 2 South East and 1 East. 6 of you will split up and help one of these group each while the rest push forward and try to drive as many of the Titans out. Am I Clear."
There was no real question at the end but Sam smirked, "Crystal, 'Sir". Moving swiftly, she pulled the triggers on her 3DMG which propelled her forward and she was flying towards the group in the east, Garen strapped across her back as she moved, not even bothering to glance back the the remaining pairs. Her mind was filled with the giants, and how she would soon be seeing their blood.