C282 To Dance Wildly to the Evening Feast(part Iii)

11 PM, East End of London.

Ebony Knight Gunther came to a small lake. The dry winter had dried up the lake, leaving only an irregular oval hollow. The bottom of the lake was filled with dry, cracked pits. The desiccated trees beside the lake reflected the desolation of the season.

It was the ideal place to duel.

A Red Haired Knight was already waiting for him there