"After a year of training, you have finally become qualified Storm Knights."
"Over this year, your progress has been plain for all to see."
"It was your efforts that earned you the recognition of the gods—and the recognition of me, Nalant."
"I hope that from here on, you will continue striving to become stronger!"
"Tell me, can you do it?"
"Yes, my lord! We swear to serve you unto death!"
As Nalant called out to the three thousand Storm Knight recruits standing in neat ranks, the square immediately erupted with a response that rang through the heavens.
"Very good. Congratulations. I, Nalant, now declare that from this day forth, every one of you recruits shall officially become Storm Knights!"
Nalant looked at the recruits answering in firm, ringing voices and approvingly granted them the status of Storm Knights.
This year of tempering had not merely given these recruits a better appearance and bearing.
It had also instilled in them the qualities that best embodied the spirit of knighthood: integrity, courage, unity, and more.
Though Nalant had not explicitly taught ideas such as not taking even a needle or thread, or loving the people as one's own children, he had still told these knights what principles a knight should follow in their conduct.
Before the Storm Knights had time to rejoice, Nalant continued, "Furthermore, as the strongest force of our Storm Territory, all Storm Knights shall receive the gods' blessing today!"
What followed needed no further description.
Nalant used all the power of faith he had accumulated over the past year to raise the strength of these three thousand Storm Knights.
"Heavens, I actually became a Sky Knight!"
"Yes, I became a Sky Knight too!"
When the divine blessing ended, the Storm Knights burst into an uproar for the first time