"LET ME FINISH BARON BARTHON, OTHERWISE AT THIS PACE, WE ARE GOING TO LOSE EVERYTHING!"
Marco, who was the most powerful of the knights under Baron Barthon, finally bared his teeth at his own Baron, who was becoming mad and irrational.
"I AM A NOBLE, HOW DARE YOU MARCO! YOU WISH TO BETRAY YOUR OWN LORD!?"
The shouting in the office between Marco and the baron was so loud and powerful that many soldiers in the military camp could hear it.
"Our baron has definitely gone mad." whispered one soldier.
"Let's hope our knights can reason with him." replied another nearby, worry clearly visible in his eyes.
The atmosphere throughout the army had been similar since they had suffered a series of defeats at the hands of several superhuman men in Baron Irut's camp.
Back at Baron Barthon's office, the other four knights stepped forward, hand on sword, showing their support for Marco.
