At the same time, in the throne room, Samael gazed down at Stefan. A sinister smirk turned up on his lips, stepping on Stefan's chest with his sword pointing at his throat.
"This is unfair, Stefan." Samael rolled his eyes as he glanced at the shadow knights surrounding him. "How can I kill you if you have this much aid?"
In the inner circle that the knights had formed, Yul and Silvia stood around Samael, drawing their swords to stop the knight's attack. There were only the two of them, but they managed to stand as a wall around the battle between Samael and Stefan.
"This is a duel between our family. How dare you step in?!" Silvia's voice thundered, holding a pair of sabers as she gazed at the knight on her side.
