"Moses Potter, thank you so much. I have to say that was absolutely amazing. You have got the voice of a true singer. I knew this psalm; however, I did not know it could be turned into such a nice song. Thank you, thank you, and thank you once again. We have heard two of our brothers take the stage. Who wants to go next?" The psalms turned song had touched him.
"Me," Commander Gallo Francis stood up and handed his bottle of wine to the knight next to him. The performance of his lads had awakened his competitive spirit, and he was not willing to be outdone by the young knights. As their Commander, he wanted to show that he was better.
"I feel bad to have had all of you going before me, but I am in a forgiving mood." He said in a jesting tone. They just smiled when they heard him saying this.