At this point, we should know better than to expect anything less than sheer, soul-crushing intensity from Attack on Titan. And yet it still manages to hit harder than a Titan’s fist to the gut. If the last volume was about doubt and betrayal, then this one is about something even heavier: sacrifice.
Now, let’s talk about action—because this is how you write a battle. Isayama has always been a master of tension, but here, he outdoes himself. What makes this volume stand out isn’t just the spectacle of Titans and Scouts clashing—it’s the sheer WEIGHT of every moment. Every decision feels final, every movement carries desperation, and every loss HURTS. There’s no last-minute heroics, no magical salvation. This is war, and war means people die.
And oh, do they die.
The Battle of Shiganshina isn’t just another fight—it’s a massacre. There’s no hopeful music swelling in the background, no assurance that our heroes will make it through. The charge against the Beast Titan is one of the most emotionally devastating sequences, a march of the doomed led by Erwin Smith, who—let’s be real—has been holding this entire operation together by sheer force of will. “My Soldiers, Rage! My Soldiers, Scream! My Soldiers, Fight!”—with those words, Erwin cements his place in AoT history.
Which brings me me to Levi. We knew Levi was a monster on the battlefield this is something else entirely. His assault on the Beast Titan is UNREAL. But, if Attack on Titan has taught us anything, it’s that sometimes, even your best isn’t enough.
But the brutality isn’t just in the battle itself—it’s in the choices that follow. Because as if watching Erwin and the Scouts get obliterated wasn’t enough, we then get the impossible decision: Erwin or Armin. It’s one of those moments that reminds you exactly what kind of story you’re reading. There are no easy choices in Attack on Titan, and no one is walking away from this unscathed.
Another five-star read, because of course it is. At this point, I’ve stopped pretending that Attack on Titan isn’t one of the greatest stories ever written. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to emotionally recover. Again.