Morningstar's sense of direction had never been better. On a whim, he charged straight into another Spectral Knight. Whether it was a copy or the original, he couldn't tell. His party was there, though--or at least, some of it was. Freyd, Acanthus, and Lessa had all managed to keep together. Where Jomei and Baldur had disappeared to, Morningstar couldn't say. They were strong. He knew they would find a way to survive, even if they were alone.
A hollow clank came from the knight's armor. It stumbled back, reeling from Morningstar's firm hit. It's health bar shrank.
Morningstar apologi