Percival's body inexplicably gave off a weak hum. He released the grip on his sword and looked down in defeat.
It was an excruciating feeling not to be able to avenge your own son. But he had no choice, he had duties, family and sons to look after as well.
Seeing the situation become calm, the Silverish Black knights relaxed as well. The one in the lead gave a respectful nod to Marika, "Thank you for your help, Madam Dragonoir."
"Without you, there could have been an unaccountable number of causalities today."
Percival groaned at that.
'Causalities… My son is already dead, what does it matter what happens to others?'
Marika said nothing and glanced at me. She gave me one of those multi meaning blink and took off with her brother.
"And you!" The leading knight called me, "Don't do that ever again."
Was he talking about killing Peter or trying to help them?
I couldn't tell as they also left, their business finished.
