The knight spun lazily in the air, completely unfazed.
His sword balanced perfectly on one finger.
"Who knows what those Templars are planning," he said in a light tone. "But that doesn't mean you lot should start lazing around.
And did I say it's urgent?"
Ben's eyebrow twitched. "You did say that.
Right before telling me you were going to hibernate again.
Then you popped out just in time to jump into our fight with Slark."
"Oh, come on," the knight puffed up, crossing his tiny arms. "I saved your hides.
That shadow freak nearly skewered the both of you."
"Yeah, sure," Ben muttered. "Funny how you waited until the last second.
You could have helped from the start instead of waiting that long."
The knight shrugged, still floating. "Where's the fun in that?"
Ben rolled his eyes.
Before he could say more, the knight's eyes flared.
His voice deepened and turned serious.
"Enough chatter.
It's time for your next training session."
Ben groaned. "Again?"
