The knight looked down with his jaw clenched.
Apophis laughed, her tone full of mockery.
"Oh, Ben.
What have you done?
Why would you remind the poor knight he is nothing more than a tool?"
The knight did not answer.
It was not because he chose silence.
Something inside him clashed.
When Ben's words truly sank in, that he was just another soul bound by the system, a question took root in the knight's mind.
That question would not fade.
It grew into a storm.
[Warning!!! Protocol 684 Initiated]
Ben squinted as the system interface in front of his eyes glitched.
Golden static slashed across his vision.
The knight dropped to one knee and clutched his head.
His roar echoed across the battlefield as his body writhed in pain.
Light and logic tore at him from the inside.
Ben did not have the time to worry about him.
Inside Ben's own soul, the system started to fight back.
Golden chains burst out from the depths of his spirit and rushed toward his core.
