At the sharp command, a group of knights in pale armor rushed forward. The clatter of steel echoed off the stone floor, and the sharp sound of spears slicing through the air filled the room like a waterfall.
The child snapped to attention as if struck by lightning. Amidst the ominous holy energy, he sensed something unfamiliar. It was the distinct aura of lethal danger.
They are going to kill my mother.
“Argh!”
A knight near the child fell to the ground with a thud, the greaves encasing his shins shattering like glass. The child had bitten through the armored leg.
“Your Highness, the son is still alive!” cried another knight.
