Derum was already an experienced Imperial Knight.
Lancing charge, horse control, mounted archery... The newly acquired skills encompassed various domains, as if he had them inherently. Only by experiencing firsthand would one know how the Duke's elite forces, deemed invincible, were assembled from scratch in such a short time.
It wasn't the commonly speculated "magic potion," or a special training method, nor the secret funding from Losa's father, Count Werner, the Duke of Swabia, the Emperor of Germania, or the Empress of the Eastern Empire.
He lined up side by side with his companions and charged into the dark passage.
The "magic potion" enabled him to clearly see, in the passage, a group of malformed wolf monsters gnawing on the corpse of a deceased knight.
Upon hearing his footsteps, they all turned their heads in unison, revealing vicious faces smeared with blood.
Immediately after.
They simultaneously abandoned the feast in front of them and charged madly at him.
