Shh!
A streak of silver light flashed by, a skull flying against the wind.
As it tumbled in mid-air, the eye on the skull that still wouldn't close in death stared at the city gate that still hadn't been closed behind it.
Thud!
The skull hit the ground.
Knights Palon's consciousness finally began to disperse, the last thought lingering in his mind was—
Riverside City, was done for.
This knight from the east paid his life as the price, but it only delayed the Blood Knight Army for less than a second.
The raging cavalry rushed over his corpse towards the open city gate.
Within the city gate, the soldiers of the city's defense force had long run away, no one dared to stop the oncoming cavalry.
Colin stopped before the Knight Palon's corpse, in his gaze were admiration and a bit of regret.
If his head hadn't been severed, Colin would have tried to convert this brave knight from the east into a blood slave, but now, it was definitely impossible.
