Tiber was a bit surprised at how a single word ignited all of them into action. But at the same time, he understood a bit. The Matsumoto Knights were conquered, defeated without even raising a single finger to fight back. That frustration had built up and reached near breaking.
And now, they finally saw a chance to pour it out. In many ways, it's also the chance to prove themselves.
Unfortunately, Tiber wasn't going to make things easy for them, as he was totally looking to crush them.
He began to walk down the palace.
Xuehan, rigid as a stone, sneered. His muscles flexed, and a dangerous aura covered him. His tone shifted from his carefree nature and turned cold and flat. "Commander Tiber, do you want to fight me?"
"I sure hope so, Xuehan. But unfortunately, you alone cannot defeat me. Find more to join you. Only then can I accept your challenge." Tiber spoke in a reasonable voice, as if he was explaining a rule to a stubborn child.
