Raylo swung himself onto Baofeng's back.
From his high vantage point, his gaze swept slowly over the hundred-odd Sky Knights before him, each with a different expression.
"My name is Raylo. For the foreseeable future, I will be your commander."
His voice carried clearly to every person's ears.
"I don't care what family you come from or which Lord you serve. From now on, you have only one identity."
"And that is a member of the Northern Alliance Army's Flying Knight Order."
"My demands are simple. First, obey orders. Second, forget your undisciplined fighting styles. Learn to fly as one, to fight as one."
Raylo drew the Knight's Longsword from his waist, its tip pointed toward the sky.
