Cassian swelled with anger. If Vossberg was willing to accept all of that, then he wouldn't stand by. Didn't they come here to teach them a lesson? Why did they need to be civil about it?
And this time, Vossberg made no attempt to stop him. He only smiled to himself and flicked his fan.
Cassian took a threatening step toward Tiber, his eyes full of hateful intent. "You are only a mere Errant Knight! Who gave you the right to stand in front of someone like me?"
The smile on Tiber's face slowly drained. "My right was given by Lord Vale."
An oppressive aura, like dark poison, began to converge around Cassian. His eyes took on a silver glint. "You are Tiber, right? You, a dog of Vale. You think that because you follow him, it gives you the right to talk to us, Master Knights, like that? If the rest of the Master Knights here accept that, we will not!
"Now, kneel before me, and I will consider forgiving you!"
Tiber's eyes turned even darker. "And if I don't?"
