Strong breeze blew across the landscape.Gentle rain swayed in the storm.
Thin strands of water weaved down from the overcast heavens, soaking the world in a melancholic rhythm. But within the downpour, a procession of knights marched undeterred.
Their armor gleamed silver-blue enshime beneath the stormy sky, and their aura was so dense and fierce that the very raindrops veered away, splitting around their bodies like water meeting a rock.
The sheer pressure of their presence was enough to make passersby retreat in silence, eyes wide in awe or fear.
At the head of the formation rode a lone figure, her horse calm beneath her disciplined posture. Her aura crackled faintly, forming a faint veil of invisible power that shimmered when the rain touched it. Her hair was tied into a tight braid beneath her helmet, her sharp eyes scanning her surroundings with practiced vigilance.
Her gaze snapped to the side. Two younger knights had begun to slack off, one yawning, the other slouching.
