In front of all the knights there, Emery demonstrated his ability to slash his opponents without using his sword, his opponents could only look at each other with fear etched all over their faces. Even Fantumar couldn't hide his expression, as he stumbled a few steps back in fear.
Emery would be lying if he said he did not enjoy looking at the fat nobleman squirm and run for his life. Without regard for his image, Fantumar turned tail and ran towards the crowd of knights.
"Protect me!! Protect me! Kill him!"
His voice was loud and shrill, Emery couldn't help but compare it to the noises made by animals bound for slaughter. More knights entered the room in response to his pleas.
The new knights did not really know what happened. Upon entering, all they could see was their leader running away in fear and the bodies piled all over the palace hall.
