"But by reaching the third kingdom, I will put an end to this. Participating in the tournament, I will prove to my father how strong I can be. And that I can become a knight. That way I can protect my land, and the people that live within it."
The desire in his eyes was self-evident, but he was in a bad mood.
"Protecting the land is not just about power." I said, trying to keep him from it,
"Then why are you fighting? Fighting the epics by applying force. Why are you not able to convince them via words? Because it is impossible for people like that. Because the battle determines the outcome, and the strong one wins. You just can't wait and accept their power nor you could wait for them to change. They are the evil power of this world, and always will be."
