Alexander did not say a word. His gaze simply drifted toward Leon, calm and steady, as though everything that was about to happen had already been settled long before anyone else realized it.
Leon responded without hesitation. He raised one hand slowly, not in a rush, but with the quiet certainty of someone who never needed to repeat himself.
“Go.”
The command landed softly, yet it carried undeniable weight.
At once, thirty black-armored Knights moved forward in perfect unison.
They advanced like a single unstoppable force, their formation tight and precise, their steps synchronized so perfectly that it looked less like individual soldiers and more like a living weapon being released.
The Lancaster guards rushed to meet them, but the moment both sides collided, it became clear that t
