Guided by Finn, the royal knight captain, the party members all made their way through the castle without any further issues or awkward meet ups. Though, it was eerily quiet in every hallway that they passed through, and there was a total lack of knights and guards patrolling them which became peculiar to everyone, even Mon’Ter thought it weird since he’d seen people patrolling these places in the memories of Samuel and Elyenora.“I trust you’re not taking us to something as boorish as a trap?” Randus raised a brow at Finn, voicing out what most of the party members were thinking up until then.“No, of course not,” Finn turned around to face Randus. “That would be stupid! If we’re gonna do a battle between our two groups later I want to get a chance to fight you guys fair and square!”“You are so upfront about it and without a semblance of tact either…” Randus sighed, once more voicin

“We kill all of them to get to him,” Mon’Ter’s voice reverberated throughout the entire space, being heard by everyone that surrounder him and his comrades.It caused several laughs to erupt, which then continued into multiple more and more until the entire enemy legion made a laughing stock out of Mon’Ter’s words.“Bold words from someone bound to die,” Gandar, the royal court mage, snickered at his words. “Who even are you, boy? Another knight? Not with that get up you’re not. Perhaps a mage? Shall I teach you some proper manners in speech?”“I’d actually like that,” Mon’Ter said truthfully. “But it’s not the time to be learning manners.”His hand extended and his fingers grew as his nails elongated into sharp swords capable of piercing the thickest of hides and slashing the hardest of steels. The strange development caused many to put their guard

Cazimir fell, cut in half and in a completely stupefied state. Someone meant to have been on his side, an ally, had just taken him down. His bloodied eyes shone with a bright light and created shadow soldiers that tried to hold him back together, barely, even as his own blood and organs left his body to splatter down on the ground.  “W–wh–y…?” Cazimir asked as only one of his eyes barely managed to move and look at Finn.  “Because you interfered where it was not your place, stupid assassin,” Finn said, his eyes wider than an open door and staring the vampire down with intense pressure behind his every word. “Couldn’t you follow simple instructions? I told you. Don’t interfere with my fight. Leonidas is mine to do battle with.”  “Bast–ard…” Cazimir barely mumbled out, and with another glow of his eyes he forced the soldiers to move him about ten meters away from the now enemy. With yet another glow, he summoned out a potion that fell from a litt