Michael felt his Superior Golden Nose ticking off, an unmistakable signal that someone nearby possessed remarkable talent.
Now, seeing as they were in the territory of the Order, it was more than possible that the talented individuals were the Knights themselves. But if so, since they had already been awakened and became a Knight, then it meant that if they had some sort of unknown talent, then it would be in a different category of skill.
He would have wanted to probe for more, but these Knights were fighting in broad daylight. Sending a shadow to inhabit them for a brief inspection would definitely be spotted by some sharp-eyed individuals, especially from the Order.
"Bro Mike! You finally made it!"
Zion squeezed himself through the crowd in the bleachers to reach Michael and Fudge. The youngest Dragonborn clearly seemed to be having the time of his life, seeing as he was filled with Knightly paraphernalia like patched hats and flags all around his clothes.
