Alamndos

"Is this really… nothing but a youth?" muttered Jono as he stared at the armored knight. He was once a genius, but he never witnessed such a determination. The eyes behind the mask were unwavering and ready to die.

The greatsword that Oren Silvera held looked different from before. It radiated a gravitating force that pushed him away as if to ward off enemies from what lies ahead.

"You said this is the sword of protection," muttered Jono as he stared at the sword stabbed to the ground. "However, you should be aware that you can protect no one with that strength. I wonder where this confidence comes from?"

"My strength comes from my determination, and that is all I need to win," replied Oren as he pulled the sword out from the ground, and the aura pushed Jono back. "A knight needs nothing but a determined heart to overcome difficulties."