She bowed. "You are welcome, Clan Leader Atrox Soryu! I will follow you, but you must keep your promise. Only then can you truly transform into a Clan Leader worthy to lead me. What is your first command to me?"
Atrox smiled. "Stand by. We should be seeing some guests soon. After that, we will personally have some matters to deal with."
"Guests?" Terrix asked.
Just then, they heard a set of footsteps, and then the door to the room was thrown open. Three people entered, their steps assured and measured. And with them came a deadly aura.
The last three Master Knights had arrived!
The aura in the room swelled as all the Master Knights reacted. The pressure was so high that Slya and Tiber went down on their knees, and Atrox was pressed down on the throne, which groaned dangerously.
The man that led them was sharp-eyed and bulky too. He was dressed in golden armor and carried a giant weapon casually in his right hand.
