Just before Ben decided on a name for his Nihonto, in a place not too far away, a large group of Knights in deep black coloured armour with midnight purple across the trip.
Their Knights cloak were coloured similarly to the trim with an embroidered basilisk and golden tassels, but it could easily be seen that the fabric was being affected by the weather without being repaired properly.
"Sir Ovelior… do we really need to travel deeper into the forest?" A Knight asked his commander while relaxing around the small campfire.
The young knight was fully equipped, wearing his armour and helmet while sitting back on the large log of wood which was being used as seats temporarily.
Ovelior Nimenos, the Knight who the question was directed at, looked around at the Knights to see many were staring back at him.
