"Just a two-on-one fight, my comrades have been through worse battles than this. Instead of worrying about them, you should worry about yourself."
In response to Pei Yan's retort, Moira beside Flamel sneered disdainfully, "Do you think the Knights who are selected for the Circumference Knights of the Church are mere grunts you've encountered before? Such ordinary attacks would lead to their death? Hehehe, look back, your comrades seem to already be engaged in a tough fight. Moreover, even if one or two out of the six knights are luckily defeated by you, so what? Most of them were dead to begin with, but if your friends die, they really die!"
Moira's deliberate provocation didn't sway Pei Yan's heart; without looking back, he also knew six figures had emerged from the burning forest behind him. The series of attacks just now left only a black smudge on the shiny armor of these Round Table Knights without causing much substantial damage.
