Being accused of treason is the highest degree of dishonour and punishment.
It wasn't a surprise for anyone, especially the royal knights who vowed to serve the royal family and also protect the people, to be scared of that happening to them. Not so much about the accusation or the pain; they were scared of losing their honor the most.
Both have no other choice but to look at Kaine's hand, whether they like it or not.
Something climbed Kaine's arm from his core.
An energy, but it wasn't life energy, nor was it anything that was normal within the Spirit Realm.
It was something else.
And the moment he flicked his fingers, a purplish pulse splashed out and ripped through the air, phasing through the two royal knights' bodies without caring about their protective armor and life energy. Like this energy can choose not to interact with those things.
In hindsight, the purple pulse did nothing.
As if it were only meant for a theatrical display of power.
