Inside a KFC.
As Samael stirred his coffee, the spoon in his hand seemed to sense something. He turned to look at the fog spreading beyond the window and the shadows gradually intertwining across the empty street, a faint smile lifting the corners of his lips.
"Looks like the people here to welcome us have arrived."
"Then let's kill them all!"
Mordred, beside him, tossed aside the burger wrapper, a delighted smile appearing on his face.
Before his words had even faded, the rebellious knight sprang from his seat, smashed through the window, and landed in a crouch. Then, like a swift cheetah, he charged forward. Mana surged within him as knightly heavy armor and a red-and-white greatsword materialized around him, sending him into a feverish battle state.
Bzzzz!
As though they had sensed the danger, Magic Formations lit up one after another in the mist. Several earthen golems made from clay, metal, and gemstones trudged forward on heavy steps, swinging their fists at Mordred.
The rebellious knight's lips curled into a savage grin. Clarent swept forward, and several streaks of shrill crimson lightning exploded across seven or eight earthen golems, cutting them cleanly in half at the waist.
"Roar!"
With low growls, several more earthen golems surged from the fog, once again filling the encirclement.
"Seriously. Trash should act like trash and obediently let me wipe it all out in one sweep!"
Mordred sneered disdainfully as he hacked and smashed with his holy sword, dismembering every enemy in his path. As he got more excited, even wildly barbaric moves like punching, kicking, and headbutting started pouring out.
Everywhere the rebellious knight passed was left littered with wreckage and the broken limbs of earthen golems.
The sight reminded Samael of a display shelf of figurines that had been knocked over