"I am not a pawn in their display of force, nor do I wish to become such a tool."
"And if they want to forcibly make us submit... well, they can go ahead and try."
"If they indeed make that kind of decision, then they no longer belong to the light."
He finally retreated to the edge of the barrier, with a cold smile, sneering, "A sun that acts willfully is eventually shrouded by mist."
The Knight Commander's thoughts were straightforward and direct.
Since the Sun Church had imperiously issued a "request," then the Mist Monastery would not stand on ceremony.
If you do not respect us, then we have no obligation to respect you.
Equivalent exchange.
An eye for an eye, blood for blood.
Yet, both sides had been intimate "comrades" against evil for many years, not yet to the point of tearing faces, so their means remained somewhat subtle.
