Kamarel slowly lifted his head, his piercing gaze locking onto John with a venomous intensity. His previously composed and noble features twisted into a mask of rage and humiliation.
John scoffed seeing that.
"Now you're showing your true face, High Elf."
Silence fell for a moment.
The Dolphian knights, initially caught off guard, soon regained their composure, their eyes widening with recognition and hope.
"Look, it's John Tarmias!"
"Yes, it's him!"
"We're saved!"
"Crush them all, Lord Tarmias!"
A wave of cheers erupted among the Dolphian knights, their voices rising as one as they thrust their swords skyward.
The war against Utopia had dragged on for nearly two months. John had arrived in Dolphis only a few weeks prior. Sent to the battlefield by Reiner, the King of Dolphis, John had initially been dispatched to the farthest edges of the conflict—an apparent attempt to keep him as far away as possible from Reiner's cherished daughter, Amelia.
