Back with the others, it had been about twenty minutes since Darius left them to go face the Orcs, and Michael had healed Raya and Theo.
Their wounds were completely gone, and they were now waiting for them to wake up so they would be able to continue the raid.
Michael, in particular, was looking at Pryion; he still couldn't understand why that knight bowed to Darius, even though it felt like he was stronger than him in everything.
"Why do you keep looking at me, boy?" The knight spoke, turning his head to Michael, he was trying to see why the warrior kept looking at him.
Michael, who wasn't in any way scared of the knight, kept his eyes on him.
"I don't know how it is possible for you to even bow to someone like that." He began speaking, he could see that Pryion was bound to Darius, and from what he was seeing, Pryion was clearly the stronger one.
