Lune-Hi everyone! Been a little while right, I guess you should be used to this by now. Sorry things just got busy for both Purplethorn and me. So we didn't have a lot of time to write. Originally this chapter was going to be a really long one that ended the arc but we decided to split it up some more. Which means more chapters for you guys. Anyway, I hope you all like the chapter.

Purplethorn- Hello all! Purplethorn here, I hope you are all doing well! This chapter took a while, but I hope you enjoy it all the same.

Lune- you guys probably know the disclaimer already, I don't own One Piece or its character but my characters and original plot and ideas.

"Captain. We need to talk," Eve demanded. Aura looked up to see Eve standing in the doorway, shrouded in light. A rush of embarrassment hit Aura as she realized the state she was in. Eve walked over and kneeled before her Captain.

"What's really going on?" Aura froze, she glanced at the transponder snail that was listening intently.

"I see." Eve breathed, watching the transponder snail.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Aura's voice was raspy and unconvincing even to her.
Without hesitation, Eve grabbed the transponder snail and pulled on it so hard the strap broke. Holding it up so it was forced to face her, she gave a cocky grin. "Do you mind?" drawing back her arm she threw the snail through the porthole in Aura's room and into the water.
"NO!" Aura tried to grab the snail before it flew out the window, she summoned her wind ready to save it when both girls heard the 'plop' in the water.

"What have you done?" Aura panicked. "You have to get out of here! You have to run!" Aura practically screamed at Eve as she held Eve by the shoulders.
"Explain what's going on," Eve demanded in a calm voice.
"There's no time!" Aura pushed Eve towards the door.
Eve stood her ground. "Captain!" She stated sternly. "That's enough. I've just about had it with all of your weird behavior. Tell me what's going on now!"
Aura stopped. Seeing the familiar stubbornness in Eve's eyes. Torn between what to do, Aura felt so empty inside. Her arms went limp at her sides. "I'm sorry." She said ashamed.
"I don't need an apology, I need an answer." Eve crossed her arms.
"I... I'm being blackmailed..." Aura gulped. "Eve...You have to go or you will die."
Eve straightened up, noting the desperation in Aura's eyes. "Then I'm staying. My life is my decision. And I choose to stay and help you figure this out. If I die then it's of my own choice."
"But... Eve..." Aura turned to Eve, tearing up. "I can't lose you too."
"Tell me what's going on." Eve continued to be callous with her Captian.
Aura deflated. "Alistair... She said if we don't leave Fawkes, then someone on the boat will kill you."
"Then she's lying," Eve stated. "If they were going to kill me, they would have done it by now."
"But-"Aura stated.
"Enough." Eve interrupted. "You were tricked. It happens to everyone. But right now, Fawkes and everyone else needs us."
"Everyone else?" Aura asked confused.
"I heard them leave the ship earlier. I think..."Eve trailed off.
"They went after him after all." Aura's voice held no hurt or anger, only relief.
"Yes." Eve nodded. "I expect-" She was cut off by a loud clatter on the deck. The two girls exchanged a glance before turning to the door.
"Well isn't that touching?" A male voice chuckled before a figure walked into the doorway.
"No!" Aura shrieked, instinctively pushing Eve behind her, much to Eve's surprise.
"I'm afraid that's not going to help," Malic smirked, the rest of his face shrouded in darkness. Behind Aura, Eve shrieked as her body moved on its own, she fell to her knees and convulsed in pain, gripping at her stomach where the intense pain was stemming from.
"STOP! PlEASE!" Aura Screamed. Without thinking, she sent a flurry of wind at him. Knocking him out the room into the hallway and against the wall. Eve, freed of pain, grabbed a lantern and turned it to the highest setting. The light now letting them see the face of their attacker. Within a mere second, the two girls were back to back. Eve unsheathed a sword and getting ready to attack without hesitation. Aura, a mixed bag of emotions and wanting an outlet for it all, summoned balls of wind circulation faster and more intensely then Eve had seen before. "Get off my ship." Aura fumed, and used her wind to bring the man back into the room and pushed him against the porthole.
Malic's hair was pushed out of his face, and he caught a glimpse of the captains face. "Aura?" Malic's eyes flashed.
Aura's eyes connect with his and her expression changed in an instant. "Malic? Is that-" Aura was cut of bye Eve pushing Malic out the window with a strike from her blade, giving him a deep cut on his torso. A splash was heard as Aura collected herself. "No... It couldn't be."
Eve put a hand on her captain's shoulder, and rested on her side, flinching at a numbing sensation in her side. "Did you know him?"
"No, the boy I knew died. But... for a second." Aura trailed off into her own thoughts.
"Come on, let's go find out what that crash was."Eve held Aura and started pulling her towards the door.
"Eve, aren't you in any pain after what happen?" Aura stopped and looked at Eve expectantly.
"Of course I am. But I have bigger things to worry about." Eve answered seriously. Aura swallowed and looked the porthole.

"He won't be back." Eve grabbed her arm and pushed her lightly into the hall. "You're free now."
"Eve," Aura embraced Eve, catching her off-guard. "Thank you."
Eve hugged her back lightly. "C'mon, Fawkes still needs our help."
"Right," Aura stood and wiped a tear from her eye. the familiar determined expression back on her face. "Let's go get my crew."
"Aye, Ma'am," Eve gave a two-fingered salute and they crept up the stairs, ready to find out who was on deck.

Unbeknownced to Eve and Aura, a pair of shiny black boot hit the still scared deck of the 'Thunderbird.' The boots picked their way silently to the stern of the ship, stopping in front of the bird that seemed to be so severely mended, half of the bird was peeling off, and the stranger watched as the last few strings of glue snapped.
The thunderbird's left half of its body fell back onto the deck with an alarming thud. The stranger whipping around to make sure no one heard. The strange listened to the lapping of the water and swore they heard yelling from below deck but no footsteps or anything alarming. When no one came rushing on deck, the stranger relaxed. A splash was heard from close by, catching the attention of the stranger and causing them to turn. Waiting another minute, they picked up the bird's body and prepared to fix the figurehead properly. Another minute passed while they pulled out some wooden nails and wax among other things.
Eve watched the stranger as she stalked the stranger through the shadows, Aura in the meantime had no problem walking right over to the darkened form and grabbing them by the shoulder. "Jen?"
Jen relaxed after realizing it was Aura. "Yes. Sorry, I thought you were sleeping, I didn't want to disturb you."
"Who are you?" Eve demanded.
"It's ok, she was here earlier," Aura stated. "She helped fix our ship." Eve relaxed as Aura turned to Jen.

"Why are you here?"
"Pirates are hunted here. They have been since the times or Gol D. Rodger and Monkey D. Luffy. If I left this a couple of days, its possible you or your crew could be killed or arrested," Jen's eyes hardened as she spoke. "So I decided to work overnight."
"You'd do that for complete strangers?" Eve questioned.
"One of your crew as nice enough to help us, and..." Jen trailed off.
"And?" Aura repeated.
"Terrell, I want him to join your crew," Jen swallowed hard. "He's a good young man, with such amazing potential. If he waits here any longer, that potential will start to fade with all the manual labor and work he's been doing."

"So you were going to fix our ship and then force us to take him with us?" Eve glowered.
"If that's what it took," Jen admitted. "I want the best for Terrell, and Billy, that's all."
Aura saw the motherly look in the woman's eye and nodded. "I won't let him join." Jen's head snapped towards Aura. "Unless he, himself, wants to. I'll ask him to join us. But if he refuses, then I won't make him."
Jen deflated in relief. "Thank you, that's all I ask."
"Unless she likes him, and then she'll heckle him until he joins. " Eve teased.
Aura giggled and shrugged at this. "I just want the right people on my crew."
The three women were automatically at work, Jen passed out a few tools and like earlier, taught them how to use it. Eve mostly passed tools and did lighter work due to her wounds, which seemed to irk her a bit, but she didn't complain.
"So what happened to make you help pirates?" Eve started to polish and tar the parts of the deck that were fixed.
"They saved my son and me from my husband, Lord Oricus." Jen breathed in deeply. "My husband is a Templar Knight, which gave him more power then he knew what to do with. Anyone, including myself and Billy, we just pawn. I was used almost daily as a trophy, not as a person. Billy was forced into the role of the future lord, and not the shipwright he'd always wanted to be. I saw the both of us withering away under his rule. Until I couldn't live like that anymore. So one day, I took Billy and left. But he was waiting at the docks for us if that group of traders hadn't stepped in-"
"I thought they were pirates?" Aura interrupted.
"They were, but they were disguised as traders to get a bit of extra coin. They saved my life, and possibly Billy's. So I make sure to repay their kindness by helping everyone who has a ship, even pirates. And Billy lives his dream every day, I've never seen him so happy." A small smile grew on Jen's face as she spoke.
"That's amazing," Aura hammered a nail into place. "Your husband sounds like a jerk."
"He was," Admitted Jen. "I couldn't believe the things he was capable of. Once he even threatened the life of a child by holding him over the side of a cliff, if Fawkes hadn't grabbed onto the ledge when he let go-"
"Fawkes!?" Aura and Eve whipped around and looked at Jen.
"Yes, you know him?" Jen asked as she placed a board down.
"He's on our crew!" Aura's face darkened. "Or he was..."
"We want to bring him back," Eve glanced at Aura. "There was a misunderstanding, and I think we'd do just about anything to have him back."
Jen pulled out the last broken board, the deck had many boards pulled up in wait for Aura to replace them and Eve to polish, waterproof and tar the cracks between them. "Well, it's good to see he made such good friends after he left."
"Left where?" Eve grunted as a slight pain in her stomach made her cringe, but continued to work.
Jen sanded some rough areas of the ship. "The Knights. A group of people dedicated to serving nobles. He was hired to Kill Roanoa Eve but failed after a run-in with the girl. He refused to kill anyone after that and was banished. His family went into hiding, and I guess he must have joined your crew after a while."
Eve and Aura stopped. "He tried to kill me?"
Jen stopped sanding and finally looked at Eve. "I'm sorry."
Eve was quiet. "He chose not to, though." After a long pause Eve smirked. "Fawkes chose not to harm me, even if it meant sacrificing his dream. Of course, I forgive him."
Aura sighed in relief. "He also nearly killed you after that."
"But he didn't." Eve jokingly pointed out.
"Do you know where Fawkes is now?" Aura hammered another board into place.
"Or where the rest of the crew went?" Eve added. Jen and Aura turned to Eve confused. "What, you mean you didn't notice how quiet this ship was? I know Aura was off with her problems, but everyone else on our crew is just as rowdy."
"If I had to guess, I'd say they went against my orders and went to find Fawkes." Aura burst into laughter, and Jen noted the girls didn't seem to worry about their crew or the idea of the rebellion.
"It's good to know they care more about each other then others, I guess." Eve's hands were stained, and she completed half the deck, Jen started to help her, working on the other end as Aura continued to replace the last few boards.
"If that's the case, they're headed for Cama Lot," Jen picked up the pace. "And if they found a boat headed there at this time of night then..." Jen suddenly sped up her movements tenfold, catching the attention of the other two, who followed suit.

"Get ready, If we finish up here, we might be able to make it in time."
"How do you know?" Aura used the wind to set down all the boards at once and positioned the nails, hitting them wind pressured wind and effectively finishing the repairs. Already lifting up the anchor, she ran to the helm as Jen and Eve continued to work.
"I joined the rebellion against the Knights with Billy shortly after we were freed, They pick up people from Louge town every night and use the tide to follow a rive under the castle, where their base is. But the low tide doesn't last long if there any way to get us moving faster?"
Eve stood, "I'll try lightening the ship." Before anyone could ask what she meant, she'd already run through the door.
"Let's see what I can do." Aura thrust her hands forward, a torrent of wind following her movements and hitting the sail, throwing the ship forward and speeding up.
Jen finished up the fine details, and the ship looked the same as it had been before the fight. It also looked a bit sleeker due to the expertly done polish. "We have an hour to get there! Do anything you can to get us there faster!" Jen yelled over the roar of Aura's wind.
Aura nodded. before screaming out to the seas themselves: "WE"RE COMING FAWKES!"

In the story of King Arthur and the rounded council of the Templar, King Arthur has just defeated the old rulers of Cama Lot Castle. The people crowned him king, but he granted his loyal followers a position that was equal to his own. Ten loyal knights were chosen, and the brave men and women held the position as one of the Ten Templars. The Ten Templars ruled Cama Lot, and it's people justly, and King Arthur was considered to be one of the most respected kings to ever live. Arthur dedicated his life to helping his people and other people he deemed worthy, not by their rank or nobility, but by their hopes and ambitions." Elaine explained to the group as they continued to the castle.
When no one asked any questions, she continued. "However, one day, Morgana, Arthur's enchantress sister decided she wanted more power over the other Knights. So in secret, she concocted a curse that would take over the Templars bodies. She personalized the curse with bits of hair, so the curse would also be passed down to the offspring of the Templar. The curse forced any of the Ten Templars to obey her every wish, as long as they were marked by a seal. Then, Morgana's plan was ruined by Queen Gwenivere. The Queen put a stop to her deeds as she was the only sole not under the curse. However, it is also said that the Queen took all of Morgana's studies and would use them on the knights and Templars on occasion. The tales never said when she would use them."
The water around the boat was still as Elaine finished up the story. "And so, Morgana was then demoted, she still lived on the island of Cama, and her family was still part of the Templar, but she no longer held the spot. Instead, her husband Merlin held the spot of Templar for her family until their young daughter was of age. She still holds a seat today as Lady Grimla, and I would be lying If I said she hadn't taken over. After Arthur's Grandson stepped down from the role of Templar, the Pendragon seat has not been filled. And so, Lady Grimla and her own husband Lancelot took over, and the corruption began. Now the Templar only serve nobles and the rich. Meanwhile their son, Revenel is no better. Which brings us to now. As far as the story goes."
"That explains a lot." Phoenix nodded.
"So how does Fawkes fit in here again?" Junko scratched her head confused.
"Fawkes is the son of the Wiltshire Templar family but his family bloodline was banished from the role of Templar, and he and his family were forced Cama Lot and go into hiding." Percy shrugged. "We actually helped his family go into hiding, but when the Templar found out... we were banished too."
"Fawkes and the two of us lived together for a while, and we eve created the rebellion, but Fawkes left about a year ago, saying how he wasn't cut out for it," Elaine showed the group a small brooch with a familiar crest on it, it had two lions. "This is Fawke's family crest. We decided to use it as the symbol for the rebellion, in his honor. The rebellion believes in King Arthur's rule. Every man and women are equal and should be judged only by their hopes, aspirations, and actions. Not by rank, reputation, and riches."
"Fawkes has that crest on his greatsword," Eren muttered. He looked up from the boat to see a looming figure in the distance. "Is that Cama Lot?"
Elaine and Percy both turned around and answered together. "Yes."
"Terrell! Get the lamp!" Billy ordered, and Terrell doused the light source. All around them, the other boats did the same until they were left in darkness. A green glow came from the rocks below the castle.
"A special algae live around these parts, and is able to glow even at night, as long as it is charged by the light of the moon or sun," Elaine explained as they headed towards the rocks. "We use it to navigate the secret location of our base."
Before anyone could ask, what looked like a ring of the glowing algae came into view, but as the boat got closer, it was revealed to be an arch covered in algae, the arch is an entrance to a dark cave. The boats followed the tunnel, a light appearing at the end. As the light swallowed the storm pirate crew, they found themselves in what looked to be an old wine cellar. the wall where the room ended had toppled over long ago, revealing the pool of water and tunnel to the outside. It was a perfect base. The boat was docked and more and more boats arrived. The crew gathered around an old worn down table and watched as boatload after boatload of people arrived. "Welcome to the revolution," Junko smirked.

Fawkes walked into the grand library, taking in the giant shelves of books and the grand staircases leading up to more books. Giant, shining chandeliers huge from the ceiling, the candlelight providing a gentle glow. Fawkes kept his eyes trained to the ground, not looking at people who looked at him with varying emotions as he pasted. Some looked shocked, others angry at seeing him. Since he had arrived back, he had meant to come to the library to explore it. He once spent many days in here, if he wasn't training he was here reading up on becoming stronger. Fawkes made his way up the giant stone staircase towards a secluded area of the second floor he knew very well. He used to always come to this sequestered corner of the library, he had even stashed some of his favorite books back there. He wonders nostalgically if they are still there.
Fawkes spotted the tiny wooden table with two lone chairs nestled in the corner of the second floor. Fawkes sat in a chair directly in front of the bookshelf and quickly turned around looking for the stack of book that should be hidden at the bottom, concealed by the chair. He spotted the familiar red cover with a golden sword on the front and couldn't help but smile. At least this was something he could enjoy. His mind flashed quickly back to Aura's words, they were carved harshly into his mind. He would never forget them, forget how he let them down.
Fawkes slammed the book down on the table, wincing slightly at the force of it. He opened the book and desperately began ready, anything to keep district himself, distract his mind from the hurt still swirling inside. The book was on their history, precisely the Arthurian times of the Templars. This was such a long time ago, a lot of the tales in the book were now mere speculation. He had personally never seen any evidence of them, there had never been any talk of Arthur's famous sword. So he doubted the tales being history instead of myths.

He lazily read along, hoping to see something interesting. Maybe something that could help him. Before he left, when he first learned of what a blood knight is and how he would be affected he desperately searched book after book to find out as much as he could. He vainly hoped for a solution when there was none. This was a curse he was stuck with. Growing bored at seeing nothing unusual in the book so far, Fawkes began skimming through the book. He stopped in mid-flip when he noticed two pages stuck together. Remembering an old trick, he found where the pages together and breath onto the spot. Heating it up and using the moisture, the pages were then easy to pull apart. Satisfied with the work he almost flipped to the next page before to the next page before noticing a strange symbol at the bottom of the page. He felt a weird pang at seeing the small symbol. Curiously he began to read the passage above it.

"This was an ancient symbol whose power could control even the strongest of knights. This dark power came from the darkest being herself Lady Morgana. After she used the symbol to curse knights of the Templar, this terrible curse was passed down. It affects on the knights has given them the title blood knights. Signed M, " Fawkes muttered as he read, his voice growing more agitated as he read on.
"How have I never seen this before!" He exclaimed quietly. He ran a hand down his face as he skimmed the words again.
"This is a curse that can show I have been controlled. I'm being controlled," Fawkes uttered in horror.
Fawkes ripped the page out of the book, folding up the paper and stuffing it in his pocket. He stood up, walking down the stairs and out of the library. He wasn't aware he had started running down the big stone hallways, the words swirling around his head. Dark red anger bleeds through an understanding of the words crept in. He was being controlled using this symbol, this curse. Because his ancestors had also been controlled, his bloodline was weak against it. One tiny little symbol, made him almost kill his friend. Made him lose friends, people he had come to see as family.

"Ravenel," Fawkes yelled in anger.

Fawkes marched through the halls, people jumping to get out of his way. Fawkes could barely focus on where he was going, his temper and anger swelling inside him. Finally, a familiar pair of double doors stood in front of him, and he breathed in deeply before slamming them open, stomping in and interrupting the training session happening inside.
Revenel stood at the back of the room, as when he saw Fawkes demeanor, he dismissed the training Knights from the room. The two were left alone, and again, Fawkes bellowed his rivals name.

"RAVENEL! DAMN YOU!" Fawkes crossed the room in two strides, bringing his sword back ready to fights.
Revenel barely blocked the strike with his own sword. "Well, what is this about?"
"I think you know," Fawkes growled through taught teeth, pushing hard on Ravenel's blade. Leaping back Fawkes broke the stalemate and repositioned his sword to strike again, roughly throwing his full body weight and strength into the blow. Ravenel ducked to the side, there was not enough time for him to get entirely out of Fawkes way. Fawkes knocked the side of his body into Revenel, slamming his opponent into the ground. Pointing the tip of his sword at Revenel, the two men stopped.
Ravenel grabbed Fawkes' sword and moved it to the side, allowing him to grab his own sword and cut Fawkes on his shin. His left leg bleeding, Fawkes had to shift most of his weight onto his right leg, slowing him down. Revenel took this chance to get in close, and Fawkes felt pressure as Revenel slammed the hilt of his sword into Fawkes right arm. Revenel used his free hand to apply pressure to Fawkes' chest. Fawkes backed away from Revenel, the two circling each other.
"Do you have nothing to say for yourself!?" Fawkes spat.
"Not really. I just enjoyed seeing you defeated," Revenel stated a matter of factly. Fawkes' felt frost extinguish the flames in his soul, as the coldest emotion Fawkes' had ever felt took control. Looking down, Fawkes noticed a seal drawn onto his jacket in what must have been blood. Revenel had drawn it on his chest without Fawkes knowing. And just like that, without Fawkes' permission, his legs started to walk toward Revenel. As he got closer to his rival, his legs gave out, forcing him onto his knees.
Revenel placed the tip of his sword on Fawkes' neck, and nicked at the skin, a drop of blood appearing.

"I've finally won. And after this, I won't let anyone beat me ever again," Fawkes' eyes dilated as the fear set in. His heart hammered in his chest, the room around the two knights fading as Fawkes soul focus was on his childhood rival.
"I got stronger while you were away. Strong enough to prove that I am better than you, after losing to you for so long. And watching you tear apart yourself and all the bonds you had left," Ravenel's eyes glazed over as a look of pure joy filled them. "I finally won. And you are finally nothing."
Fawkes felt the stone cold emotion in his stomach freeze over his entire body. The more his heart race, the faster it spread. Ravenel leaned in close to Fawkes. "You aren't a Knight, You aren't a Pirate, you aren't even a traitor. The only thing you are is a worthless obstacle that was in my way," sighing, Revenel stood up straight. "And now, as my finishing act, I'm going to have you destroy your friends."

Time slowed down, Fawkes trapped in his own body, clawing out to escape his prison. As the fight for his body continued, the more pointless it seemed. The cruel reality setting in, Fawkes struggled less and less. Until he remembered his crew. Aura. Eve. Eren. Phoenix. Junko. Blake. Shimo. The people he trusted with his life, the people he knew trusted him with their lives. The people he wanted to fight for. Fight for. Not against.
The names of his crew swarmed around his head, and with each name, it invoked a feeling of light inside the dark frosted world around him. Phoenix. The ice stopped growing. Blake. Light shone inside his hollow shell of a prison. Shimo. The cold started to leave his body. Eren. Fawkes could feel his arms and legs. Junko. The ice receded into the pit of his stomach. Eve. Gone, with nothing left, the control of the seal left his body. Aura. Fawkes stood, eye level with Revenel, ready to finish this fight.
"Its that the best you've got?" Fawkes breathed. Revenel took a step back, clearly shaken.
"That's not possible." Revenel ran for the door, Fawkes on his heels. Fawkes swung at Revenel with his sword. Revenel, terrified, ducked under the blade instead of blocking, causing Fawkes to hit the hard, stone, castle wall at full force with his sword. A tinny cracking sound was heard among the load scraping, and sparks flew off the sword and rained onto the two rivals. A large scar left on the wall from the strike. Undeterred, Fawkes struck again, unaware of the cracks veining the blade.
Revenel raised his sword just in time to block, and the two froze as metal chunks flew off of Fawkes' sword. Revenel seized the opportunity and attacked Fawkes sword instead, driving this own broadsword into Fawkes, and watched as it shattered like ice.
Fawkes watched in horror as his sword shattered in his hands only left with a hilt. But with no time to recover, Ravenel grabbed Fawkes and tossed him into the hallway. Fawkes let go of the hilt, and it scattered over the stone caster floor. Just as he went to grab it, Revenel started shouting. "You there! Grab this traitor! He's on a rampage!"
Fawkes grabbed the hilt and turned to attack Revenel, only for two pairs of arms to grab him from behind and disarm him. "Thank the templars! I thought I was going to die!" Revenel fainted innocence. "Quick! We must take him before the Templars, so he can answer for his crimes!" Without question, the two Knights dragged Fawkes away. Revenel walking gleefully behind them. Fawkes tried to struggle, but he was exhausted from the fight with Revenel and his battle with the seal, making him too weak to fight the two.
Just as Fawkes could no longer feel his feet from being dragged, the four entered the dark circular room from yesterday. The same people sat in the same seats with the same sneering faces.
"What is the meaning of this?" Lady Grimla scowled.
"Lancelot, Ravenel," Revenel bowed to the Templar. "I'm here on target business. Wiltshire, Fawkes was just caught on a traitorous rampage."
"You're the only traitor here," Fawkes growled.
"Knights, is this true? Report!" Lord Oricus
"Yes, ma'am," The two knights that stood behind Fawkes said simultaneously.
"This is unfortunate," Lady Grima hissed. "And what possessed you to do such a thing, Wiltshire Fawkes?"
"Possessed? You want to talk about possession? Revenel possessed me using a blood seal! That's what possessed me!" Fawkes growled.
The Templar shifted uncomfortably in their seats. "Blood seal?" Lord Oricus chuckled nervously. "There's no such thing. This man clearly did this of his own accord. "
The Templar all muttered their agreement, but Lady Grimla stayed silent. As silence fell in the room, Fawkes stared directly into her cold eyes.
"We've already banished you for being a tractor, and under that ground, we only have one remaining option for you, Knight," Lady Grimla started down her nose as she spoke.
Lord Oricus gave a hearty laugh like he was enjoying himself. "The Templar of Cama Lot at this moment sentence former Knight, Wiltshire Fawkes, to death."

Lune-Yeah we left it on a dramatic moment, it will make you all look forward to the next chapter even more. Hope you guys enjoyed it and look forward to the next chapter! This arc still has a lot left and the next chapters will be exciting. I also have some planning for what will happen after this arc, which I think you all will love. So see ya next chapter.