This basement was a few times smaller and apparently only had one exit.
The plague envoy stood on a raised platform, his back facing the silver light knights.
"You knew I would chase?" Gordian wasn't an idiot.
He also felt that something was wrong.
But he didn't retreat.
This came from his unwavering confidence in his own strength. It also was because he firmly believed that he had the favor of the silver god.
Divine grace wasn't a skill every silver light knight could have.
Not to mention the long sword in his hand which possessed a bit of divinity and had been blessed by a high level silver god priest.
This bit of divinity turned his originally good long sword into a weapon able to endure stronger enchantments!
Its attributes were very fierce.
As a result, Gordian was fearless.
Even if this plague envoy had some plans, he would still be unable to escape.
