Forward we March!

Levi wasn't sure what to expect, but his hopes weren't high. They were a new pack, but aside from that, he didn't know much about the syndicate and didn't care to know either. He'd been directed to fight and that's what he intended to do- even if he had been told to play nice, no maims allowed. Annoying, but he'd live. He watched the fights unfold, had trailed behind the main party to skirt around to the side, watching with his azure eyes lingering on the fights already taking place.

Needless to say, he knew the Armada would win, it would be stupid to even question the odds.