'There's something unsettling about him. When did he move? How?'
While Lynus himself was pounding, the other two knights, witnessing what had just happened, stomped forward in anger.
"How dare you?!" one of them bellowed as they both shot out to attack Northern.
But they were met by Night Terror and Black Mamba, who rushed in the moment the two knights moved.
The knights' reflexes were incredible—as both creatures lunged in, one with razor-sharp claws and the other throwing a punch with the might of a mountain.
Mid-motion, the knights pivoted, throwing their bodies out of the way, causing the attacks to hit only air.
The wind trembled and blasted off, harassing Lynus, who was standing behind.
But the knight did not flinch or move from his position. His one eye was glued to Northern with a cold and calculating demeanor.
Northern returned the cold glare, his own gaze more insidious and deadly in its nonchalance.
