Adam’s POV
Tracking the Phantom Holy Knights has been my assignment these past couple of days. At first, they seemed dormant, wandering aimlessly—but this afternoon, they began moving with purpose. It was as if they’d been given tracking devices, zeroing in on something or someone. That’s how I found their little group of three before.
And now, tonight—just like this afternoon—the group of Knights I managed to trace from the faint rune-traces in the shadows was moving in an organized formation, heading in one direction.
I followed, all the while trying to get their attention. It was futile. They ignored me, even when I snapped branches or let my starlight flicker in the dark. Their focus stayed razor-sharp.
Their trail led me to a clearing, and for a moment, I stood there, watching the chaos unfold.