The black knight was startled and taken back before he raised his hand. The knights were all looking for the signal that the black knight was about to give. The latter snapped his fingers.
"Bring her here."
Lyon furrowed his eyebrows as one of the knights from the back of the line was dragging a familiar figure by a rope. Both of her wrists were tied and she was pulled like a cow. However, he didn't notice any bruise on her body as he saw her struggling to getaway.
"Older brother, sorry."
Lyon nodded. There was no way she could have escaped against such armada on her own as a healer.
He smiled. "Who are you?"
One of the lining knights was about to take a step forward but stopped by a gesture from the black knight. The golden streaks on his armor were somewhat brought out a majestic aura that none of them could compare.
