The dark cave kept going on and on.
Branze Steele led his platoon and was worried. The Signal Compasses had died, and all that was left was his elder brother's compass.
They kept urging on quickly.
"Brother! Please be alright!" Branze kept repeating this thought again and again. He could only hope for the best ending.
Suddenly, a strange figure appeared in front of them.
It was a dark figure that stood in the shape of a man.
"A Shadow!" Branze was horrified when he saw it and immediately drew his sword.
"Lord Branze Steele! I am Avary Steele! A newly knighted vampire of the Steele family! Please hurry! Lord Aron and the others may not survive!" Avary immediately bowed.
The words that he said shocked the group of knights who suddenly stopped.
"Aron Steele? My brother would never mingle with the likes of darkness! If you claim to know my brother, prove it!" Aron Steele shouted back. The surrounding Mercenaries also took their position and glared hatefully at the shadow.
