Only the young knights retained their ability to move properly on the walls. They grew up intimidated by the name of Doomstone, but their fear toward him was less than those who lived through his more active years.

"Stop!" Despite the fierce martial aura that erupted from the muscular giant, the knights gripped their swords and surrounded Doomstone.

"Uahahaha! You're brave! Yes! One who holds a sword should have that kind of spirit!"

For the young knights, this was only possible because Doomstone’s existence was akin to a tiger in a children’s tale, something used to scare them when they cried during their childhood. But the young knights’ reckless bravery did not extend into their next action.

"So you won’t mind if I become a little serious, will you?”

As Doomstone took a step forward, the young knights knelt down due to the overwhelming gap in martial aura and vomited. Only then did the young knights try to run away, their survival instincts being the only thing left in their minds. Yet, their trembling legs did not work, so they crawled on the ground.

"Hmm, that's not fun."

If the way forward was blocked by a...