None of them moved...
They just stood there for a good minute, sizing each other up. Even Harold, who just said that he would kill Cedric, just stood still. It's as if he's waiting for Cedric to do...something, anything at the very least.
Because if he was being honest here, this isn't what he's expecting at all. It seems that Cedric not having any violent reactions to his transformation really threw him out of the loop.
"...not gonna say anything, huh?" Harold scoffed, tightening his hold on his spear.
Seeing that Cedric still wore that stoic expression on his face, Harold couldn't take it anymore. His hooves stomped the ground as he began charging towards Cedric, hell-bent on provoking any kind of reaction from the latter.
It wasn't until his spear was just about to hit Cedric that the guy reacted. Even then, his reaction didn't amount to much...
