"Reinhardt! You are committing heresy!" the three knights clad in silver armor stared unyieldingly at the old man in front of them, left hands resting on the hilts of their swords.
Behind the trio stood a regiment of a hundred knights, silently gripping their swords, awaiting orders.
"My brothers, I have dedicated my life to the God of Light, and the only wrong I have done is obeying the Bishop's arrangements, to expel these innocent people!" The elderly man with white hair and beard angrily faced his former comrades.
"Reinhardt, they are all sinners in the eyes of the Church, confirmed personally by the Bishop. You must not defy the will of the Church!" The leading knight frowned, drawing his sword from his waist, its blade reflecting the sunlight.
Reinhardt angrily pointed behind him; he could never forget what happened yesterday.
