It was a rather slow day in the Blackrock castle, in all honesty. Not much was happening, not more than the occasional argument amongst knights— even then, that was hardly worth noting.

All in all, it was a nice day. The snow looked lovely against the light of the sun, the hustle and bustle of life was well underway, and—

And here you were actively breaking in to go find the Icedagger. You'd already fought through plenty of knights along your way to this point, so hopefully finding the throne room wouldn't take too much longer. If only this place had a map laid out...

As you turned another corner, a knight was visible down the corridor. You began moving forward, the knight in question damn nearly spinning around at the sound of footsteps.

"Wh—??" The knight saw you, let out a little squeak of a noise, nearly jumping in all that armor. The knight's sword flew, and after a desperate bit of juggling, was successfully caught and pointed towards you.

"Y-you there! Halt!" The knight spoke, huffing as some sort of confidence was resorted. "You shall not pass this point—!"