"Our Knights…" David says, squinting into the distance just as our flag comes rising above the horizon. "They've returned!"
And true to his words, Silver armored knights begin trotting towards the castle.
And compared to the Holy Knights here, they are quite a number.
Oh, behold, I laugh maniacally, the true reinforcements!
And how true these are…
The knights come into focus, the most of them lodged on their mounts, like the colloquial saying of knights charging into danger, to save their princess.
And guess who the princess is?
Yea, right! Me!
Looking away from the Church's reinforcements, I notice the glory of the knights appearing before us, steadily marching and as they do, the ground hums in their rhythmic thud of steel boots.
Everything is so much different about them, even
