Word had reached Alexander that the disgraced knight, Sir Galleth, had struck someone down. Without hesitation, Alexander was upon him, swift and relentless, like flies drawn to carrion. Although he generally upheld the right to self-defense, Galleth had a reputation for losing control—and Alexander couldn't dismiss the possibility that this time, the victim might have been an innocent bystander.
His ears flattened, his displeasure evident in every tense movement. Alexander's gaze bore into the knight, sharp and unforgiving.
"This had better have been self-defense," he growled, each word heavy with menace, as his piercing glare cut straight through Galleth.