Mikey Versus Drius [Pt 1]

[00 Months: 12 Days: 05 Hours]

"Sure. I don't mind. I should be as strong as a Grand Knight."

The words Luke uttered echoed in Drius's mind as if reverberating off unseen walls.

'As strong as a Grand Knight.'

He was a Grand Knight, the fifteenth seat, no less.

He'd climbed the ranks through blood, sweat, and countless battles. And here was a man, practically a stranger, comparing himself to Drius.

Drius stared hard at the man who called himself Luke. The audacity of this stranger was astounding. To make such a bold claim, in the presence of the Lyma sisters, was unthinkable.

The nerve.

"I see," Drius finally said, his tone ice-cold.

He stood up, his chair scraping the marble floor as he did.

"In that case, I would like to challenge you to a spar, Luke. To see if you're as strong as you claim."

The room fell silent. Drius could see the surprise in the eyes of the sisters, but he didn't care.