Four golden diagrams blazed to life behind Godfrey. Heavy metallic sounds echoed in the silent hall, forcing the Elders to squint as the Golden Order Knights emerged from their portals.
Their armours were thick, ornate, and the insignia of the sun was polished so well it reflected the rays of the sun brightly.
Each knight looked unique, as if a ton of craftsmen were selected to dedicate their lifetime to each armour.
Tempest's Double-Bladed Greatsword rested with a soft clink on his pauldron, which was no match for Mountain's huge pauldrons that offered side protection to his head already hidden behind a great helm.
The golden halo levitating above Tempest's hooded face seemed to absorb the rays of the sun, thus gaining a brighter sheen.
On the other hand, the Heavy Infantry knight held a huge round shield, almost his height, in one hand, a long golden spear in the other gauntleted hand, and a longsword strapped.
