"Apologies for the delay. Now, where were we?"
Frey said that to Zenith as he calmly sat down beside her, having just taken down six of the Empire's finest warriors in mere seconds ..barehanded.
Zenith was impressed by the display, but not surprised.
She had already seen what Frey was capable of.
His effortless victory was expected.
What the old witch didn't anticipate, however, was what happened next.
Just as Frey turned back to resume his conversation, they found themselves suddenly surrounded.
Dozens of knights ..both men and women .. appeared seemingly out of nowhere, their threatening auras unmistakably brimming with eagerness for battle.
"What's the meaning of this?"
Frey asked, glancing over the large crowd that had gathered around him.
One after another, the requests came flooding in:
"Lord Starlight! Allow me the honor of dueling you!"
"Me too!"
"Wait! I asked first—get in line!"
"Fight me, Frey Starlight!"
