“Don’t ever take kindness for weakness.” Argenti smiled as lovingly as ever to the group of bandits who decided to ambush the both of you. The knight was calm, cool, and collected. You, on the other hand, stood by and held your weapon tightly in your hand, prepared for anything and everything that these idiots might throw at you.

The rosy haired knight showed the bandits some leniency, to which they mocked him and called him soft. A mistake really, you knew that very well. “That being said,” The man continued, holding out a rose and chuckled, “be soft…”

Out of nowhere, the sky seemed to darken, a threatening aura radiating from the knight as he held his sword tightly in his hands. Argenti glared at the bandits with murderous intent that made them shake in their boots. “But be ready.”