Gwin landed on the ground, a few feet in front of Sinex.
Flames danced around her fists as three more soldiers landed, each one guarding Sinex.
"Hey! What the hell?! What are you doing here?!" Sinex yelled, pointing at Gwin.
"His Majesty told me to make sure you don't do anything reckless, and as it would seem..." Gwin's eyes narrowed, noticing the dark magic on the wizard's staff. "I came in just in time."
The wizard's eyes picked up on the golden emblem positioned on the left side of Gwin's chest.
'Oh, a knight of the Round Table, my luck ran out, sadly,' he smiled slightly.
"You there, with the old stick and whenever, unlike my friend here, I'm not here to chit-chat," Gwin pulled out her flaming blade. "You are under arrest. Go down on your knees and put down your staff!"
"I hate to spoil your fun, but getting caught here isn't on the agenda for me, at least not yet. Tell His Majesty the king, the Demon King is nigh."
