The chaos in the room grew as the knights staggered, trying to regain their footing against Kael's relentless assault.
Then, a sword scraped against the floor.
Kael's eyes flickered to the side.
Ariana, her round face determined, picked up a fallen sword. The weight of it was unfamiliar in her hands, but her grip was firm.
Despite her plump figure, she moved gracefully into the fray, her steps light, her stance instinctive.
Baron Altross's face twisted in fury. Veins bulged in his forehead as he pointed at Ariana, his voice trembling with rage.
"Y-You wretched thing!" he spat.
"What are you doing?"
"I am doing what I need to do."Ariana spoke coldly.
"You dare fight against me?! You fat, useless disgrace! I should've killed you when you were born, you ugly duckling!"
Baroness Hela shrieked, her hands clenched in disgust. "How dare you?! You filthy pig! Do you think swinging a sword will make you less of a failure?! Put that down before you embarrass yourself!"
