"I don't understand… Why would one of the knights famed for their honor and chivalry—and their hatred of demons—attack humans?"
He questioned aloud as he watched the rampaging foe.
Snow Lionheart now possessed most of his former memories .. of the life he'd lived under another name. He still hadn't put all of himself back together. but some truths were clear.
"This knight… he isn't in control."
Since the first exchange, the Baharat knight hadn't uttered a word .. only charged him with mindless savagery, as if programmed for a single purpose: to kill Snow.
"I see what's happening now…"
Once he saw it, the pattern snapped into place. Someone else was pulling the strings.
Far away, atop the high ridge, Geppetto sat watching the duel unfold. Snow Lionheart was holding out brilliantly, but the knight was grinding him down. It was only a matter of time.
Geppetto sighed, annoyed. "I can't believe Zibar chose to defy orders…"
