Minotaur and Companion Cavalry

"Pathetic. Have you already become incapable of understanding human speech?" The King of Conquerors shook his head and said no more.

He saw it clearly: Lancelot was actually poorly suited to Berserker madness. There had never been any legend of him going insane and rampaging in life.

The reason he had lost all reason and fallen completely into madness was entirely of his own choosing.

Though the King of Conquerors did not know the precise reason, only by giving up resistance himself could a noble knight be transformed utterly into a mad beast.

"How ugly. Let me grant you release. A knight should not remain in this world in such a state." The King of Conquerors shook his head and spoke with pity. The instant his words fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze solid.

Then, a gale suddenly rose, sweeping up the sand and stones from the ground into a massive vortex that swallowed both figures.

"What is this?" The two Archers engaged in close combat atop the roof turned their heads at the same time, their eyes filled with surprise.

"A Reality Marble? As expected of the king who built a vast empire spanning Asia, Africa, and Europe. Though he was no mage, he can still wield such power." Chiron commented instinctively, as if he were once again facing one of his students.

Still, since they both belonged to the Greek cultural sphere, Chiron could indeed be considered the King of Conquerors' predecessor.

"You're surprised too soon." Red Archer shook out his slightly numb hand and taunted him.

In their earlier exchange, Chiron had battered him into a miserable state with Pankration, the martial art of ancient Greek legend.

Though Red Archer, as a Guardian, had been through countless battles and did not fall behind Chiron in combat