CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
My super speed kicked in instinctively and Longworth and I rushed over to the side, narrowly avoiding the large fist that slammed into the floor where Longworth and I had been standing mere moments ago. We skidded to a stop against the railing and, without letting go for Longworth, I looked over to see just who had tried to crush us.
The figure who stood in front of the door was someone I had never seen before. He was a powerfully built man in white and gold armor, his face hidden behind a gold-plated knight helmet. Spikes ran along the sides of his arms and legs, giving him a threatening appearance. He had to be at least a head taller than me and carried what appeared to be a long sword at his side, although it was currently sheathed.
The man turned to face us and
