"[i]Okay....[/i]" [b]Nora and Theresa soon reach were Ephiateus ran off to, but Arthur had beat them to it. They hide in the bushes, watching.[/b] "I'm disappointed, Ephiateus. Look what my descendant has become-a weakling, relying on a legendary sword, to steal yet [i]another[/i] one?" "[u]P-please, King Arthur... spare me.....[/u]" [b]Ephiateus is lying on the ground, wounded. Arthur stands over him, and be looks furious.[/b] "And you run from the consequences of you own actions! You are the polar opposite to the ideals of the Knights of Heaven!"