There were vines all over the quiet forest in the mountains; the trees were growing densely together. Such a complex terrain proved difficult for the knights to move through.
A troop of knights charged directly into the forest, alarming the birds in the trees.
Everyone in this troop of knights was wearing a set of bright and neat armor. Carved on the armor was a strange bird formed by flames. They were led by two young people: one male and one female.
"Sister, we should be able to reach the Kingdom of Blackmoon safely, right?"
The young man leading them had a very frail body. There was also an extreme expression of fear on his face.
"Don't worry, Benin, we'll definitely be fine."
