Before the spectators even had the time to think what that noise exactly was, a figure appeared out of the front door. Decked out in greyish white armor of exquisite finish from head to toe, the person carried themselves with grace and power that cannot be found in an ordinary person.
Strapped on their waist was a long sword, and on their back flowed a pristine blue cape. Whether it was their overwhelming presence or the emblem on their armor, it clearly indicated that they were a knight.
However, what was with the person's rough appearance? If not for the exquisite knightly armor on them, one would almost mistakenly associate them with a gang member of some criminal organisation.
SPLAT.. SPLAT… as the knight walked, he made that disturbing wet noise. When the spectators looked down, they finally solved the mystery behind those sounds.
