"I don't recognize you, but you won't live long enough for me to care," The White Knight said with a deep frown.
"They should have sent more…" The demoness suddenly mumbled in a cold, bored voice.
The White Knight's eyes widened before he broke into a loud laughter, "Hahaha. You arrogant filth. You have no idea whom you are dealing with. But I brought in my friends on the off chance you also brought your friends. Demons are devious abominations, after all."
The crowd suddenly parted as three figures stepped forth, matching the commanding aura of the White Knight in their resolute stance. Their appearance was a beacon of hope amidst the terrifying aura that had engulfed the surroundings.
Clad in identical suits to the White Knight, minus the imposing cape, each stood fiercely prepared for this face-off.
Their steel-like armor shifted and gleamed under the faint illumination, and their weapons were glowing with a radiant light.
