Gray armor.
Who can truly tell, is it the Holy Knight who lost the light, or the light that lost the Holy Knight?
Or perhaps, neither lost the other—they've merely forged a new allegiance.
"Are we really not going to tell Julian and the others what happened?" Abod, hovering in the distance, asked Belinda.
"Our new mission is merely to record what the Holy Knight Gray does. Without divine instruction, we can't interfere," Belinda responded softly. "Besides, since Julian chose to aid the church, he has already aligned himself with them. The conflict between the church and Gray is not something we can intervene in."
...
"Hahaha!" Levi laughed loudly. "Did I hear you right? Did you just say you want to kill someone? Does anyone here look like someone you can kill? Have your injuries even healed yet? Did you forget how a month ago, you fled from here like a dog?"
As Levi spoke, his gaze fell on Vivian. "And you—you definitely won't escape this time."
