"Given the way things are going, we have no choice but to pull back and meet up with the main army. That's the only way to avoid an ambush like the one we just survived."
Princess Ava glanced over at the coal knight Galahad, who was off to one side with his hands clasped in fervent prayer. His armor, which had flashed so brilliantly in battle, had gone back to being coal-black. His longsword now lay silent at his hip, its earlier gleam faded entirely.
Compared to his fearless display against the half-dragons, Galahad looked like a different person altogether.
"Arthur, you're incredible—both of you are way stronger than any knights I've seen before," Princess Ava said, her gaze drifting back to Arthur. "It's our honor that you brought him into the Rose Knight Regiment."
Arthur simply nodded, remaining quiet. Truth be told, he himself had never witnessed another knight in real combat until now.
