Zafika stops for a moment to think, thinking back to the conversations they'd had with Muraj. "Well... he didn't mention that they have a say in who becomes a knight each year... so I don't think there's a specific reason as to why people like you and I were chosen."

They go silent for a little bit again, their hand instinctively straying to their other wrist while their tail curls onto the sand around their feet. "I still don't know why I was chosen... I thought it was a mistake but, apparently not. It's still weird to think that I'm a knight now, you only hear the stories but, never expect that maybe some day you might be facing off the wizard and their monsters."