'It seems I need to interfere with them somehow,' the Pale Knight thought.
Suddenly, a thought took root in his mind, growing stronger and stronger, as if another version of himself were whispering in his ear.
That woman was charging at him alone, separated from her group. With no one to support her, this was a golden opportunity. Perhaps he could use it to kill her in a single blow.
As a dignified member of a Secret Organization, an Ancient One who looked down upon the changing tides of the world, fleeing so pathetically from a few mere secular Martial Artists was far too humiliating.
He should seize this chance to teach them a lesson, to show these youngsters their place and reclaim his dignity as an Ancient One.
