"Sir Knight, I think you might be overstepping your bounds. Whether or not we are practitioners of the dark arts is none of your concern, and even more so, whom we choose to worship is our freedom. Not everyone in the world believes in your Church of Light. Do you plan to kill them all?" the man on the right asked with a mocking smirk. "Wouldn't that make the Church of Light too domineering? Is this how you misinterpret the equality, love, and tolerance preached by your church?"
"Humph, no matter how eloquently you speak, the honor of the Church of Light is beyond your dark ilk's slander. Gentlemen, it would be best if you came with me willingly. I hope the God of Light will cleanse your hearts shrouded in darkness and evil," Thunderhorse Knight said, his gaze firm with his leisurely demeanor, seemingly not taking the matter at hand seriously at all.
