"You…"
The Crimson Paladin's giant sword trembled; almost piercing the ground from how fast it was shaking as he was using it to support himself up. And even with him clearly hurt from the giant fist that swung towards him, the trickle of eyes that could be seen from his knight's helmet was clearly still glaring at Riley.
This white-haired child was playing with him, he thought. And seeing the cheeky and wide smile on his face, it was almost as if he wasn't trying to hide the fact that he was enjoying this– truly, a child of evil.
"You really are Darkday," the Crimson Paladin scoffed, "I have x-ray vision; and although it's not as clear… I know it was you that day just by judging on your features."
"No, I am not," Riley tilted his head to the side; the wide smile on his face slightly shaking as he seemed to be stopping himself from laughing, "How many times do I have to tell you that I am not–"
