Christopher may have been focusing on creating weapons, but he was still of royal blood and had the authority to command the knights in a position where it was needed.
And at this moment, he needed to step forward.
With their current situation.
"Wha- Sir Christopher!"
"Shut up, you traitor," Christopher coldly glared at Ezekiel.
They couldn't understand what was happening, not even the five remaining knights.
Richard raised his hand towards them before clenching it into a fist.
"There were only five minutes, and I hate dawdling."
When he did clench his hand into a fist, all those who did not have a bubble around them suddenly couldn't move their bodies.
"Incapacitate them now before I end up killing them all."
Florence looked up at him despite being behind him; she could feel coldness surrounding him.
Even the five knights couldn't help but follow him.
Christopher looked at him thoughtfully.
