Two months before Kit Mi Kai's capture by the scientist and the demons, a lone knight rode swiftly toward the mage academy, the banners of the royal guard fluttering behind him. His expression was grave, eyes set with a fierce determination, as if the weight of the kingdom rested solely on his shoulders. The academy's tall spires loomed before him, a sanctuary of knowledge and power that stood as a bastion of hope amid the threat encroaching from the east.
Upon his arrival, he wasted no time making his way through the academy halls, drawing the attention of robed students and professors alike. His armor, worn and battered, bore the marks of battle, a testament to the struggle against the Demon Lord's forces. When he finally reached the chamber where the heroes trained, he caught sight of Kipkemboi—a warrior known not just for his skill but for his unorthodox methods.
