Slap!
"Who do you think you are and what do you think you are doing?" A man's voice could be heard inside the tent, filled with anger and rage. He stared at Frigs, standing right in front of him with his head down.
The man has brown hair and eyes, his face handsome and young at the same time. The man is wearing a cool, expensive and knightly looking steel armour with a blue coat on his back, also without a helm on his head.
(Just imagine being slapped with a metal glove!)
Frigs couldn't bring himself to a response, and the man continued, "In my whole career as an officer in the imperial army that I met someone as daring as you. First, you assumed command in the meeting with the demons because you happen to be standing in the middle!"
