"Weren't you expecting me?" the knight asked sarcastically.
Ivar was still shaken by this revelation.
"W-why? Weren't we comrades?" he stammered, bewildered.
"Comrades?" Noah chuckled darkly.
In an instant, several punches landed on Ivar's face, causing the warm, crimson liquid to flow from his mouth. He spat thick saliva mixed with blood onto the ground, his chest heaving from the pain.
"What do you want from me?" Ivar shouted in anger. "Why are you doing this?"
"You're asking me? I should be the one asking the questions! What have I done to you that warranted your betrayal?! We used to work together, and I never once intervened in your affairs! But you… you schemed against me for a r*pe and m*rder I never committed! Do you know how much I've suffered because of that?" Noah shot back, glaring at him.
Ivar's eyes widened in shock.
"You… you knew?? But how?"
Noah scoffed.