"You insignificant lot, this is authentic gold, the likes of you wouldn't know or understand the quality of a good fabric." Sir Darian Valemont retaliated, not willing to be belittled by a mere commoner.
"Says the "noble" who looks like multiple stars exploded next to the sun." As Kazuki replied, Misa couldn't help but chuckle softly before maintaining her cool.
"That's it, I've had enough of you Kazuki Matasuragi!" Enraged, Sir Darian Valemont stretched out his right hand which swelled with a silver aura.
"Bring it." Kazuki responded, placing his fist against his palm as he awaited the captain of the Arcane Order's move.
"Enough." A simple yet elegant voice proclaimed, forcing the two captains to back down immediately. In front of the large congregation of Soul-Hunter's, five individuals remained seated on five thrones, elevated to have a good sight of the entire hall.
