The Final Battle in the East Wing of the Palace
The fight between Piere, Zanuba, and Sir Gareth had entered an increasingly fierce phase. Piere stood in the middle of the arena, surrounded by rubble, his breath heavy, sweat pouring from his brow. The wounds on his body were starting to bleed, reminding him that every move he made was a gamble. Despite his injuries, Sir Gareth remained standing tall, his armor gleaming under the dim light. With an angry expression and eyes ablaze, Gareth challenged them with arrogant confidence. "Do you think you can stop me? Today, you will know the true strength of a knight!" he shouted, his voice echoing with conviction.