When Zur spotted his sister in the crowd he couldn't help but squeeze his fists. It was all just too much to take in, but then, a smile creeped onto his face, he felt excited to fight and assert dominance over his peers.
Looking at Zur, Jude couldn't help but chuckle. The way of the atlantians were indeed weird for him. How can he be excited for putting his own life on the line?
In the end, he wasn't an atlantian.
The knights all stared at each other and the naga lady squeezed her fists as she stood up. Jude recognized her face and then he stood back to watch.
The knights all stood up and backed away too. They knew who this lady was. One talented enough to be taken in by the king as an apostle.
She pulled out two curved short swords from her waist and she dashed towards him and a smirk formed on her lips.