"This goddamn mother****ing Eren Idril has fu*cked us over one too many times now, Ron. I don't care what you say but…"
"Dino, I agree with you. This wretched man needs to be taught a lesson for messing with us."
Dino was pacing around in the courtyard of their dorm house. Ron was sitting idly at the nearby bench, looking at his friend with cold eyes. But the coldness radiated from them was not directed at Dino. it was meant for someone who had screwed their team and him while keeping a straight face doing it.
Dino was surprised that Ron agreed with his opinion. He stopped his pacing and asked to confirm:
"You do? Then tell me the plan, already. I don't know about the others, but I'm in for sure. If we can catch him off guard…"
Dino's eyes radiated the pure excitement he felt from just thinking about enacting his revenge on Eren. But that excitement was soon reined by Ron's next words:
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!