The iron hooves resound a high song.
The gale whizzes past the ears.
Standing beside Baldwin IV, the young witch grasps her magic staff tightly, her fingers turning a little pale due to excessive force.
Her face beneath the hood reveals a trace of excitement.
The summoned knight is merely a puppet, lacking independent consciousness, thus he now feels like he is engaged in a role-playing game.
This sensation makes it seem as if he has truly transformed into a knight.
Bang—
Knight Guy feels a tingling in his shoulder, and the lance in his hand snaps with a crack, splitting into a heap of broken wood.
Plop.
A spearhead glowing with golden light falls onto the ground.
The shield of the opposing "Heroic Spirit" knight develops cracks and then shatters into countless gleaming fragments, vaporizing into nothingness.
The Heroic Spirit Knight grips his lance, his face under the visor shows no expression.
