<span style="font-style: italic">“You are correct in your observation, but do not think that because I have placed you in the same rank as Gallin that I trust you. You may have earned my respect as a fighter, but you have yet to earn my trust and respect as a man.. consider this a word of warning... But if you keep this up, I might just warm up to you like I have Gallin... Flattery will get you nowhere with me, though it does bode well that you are happy to serve me..” </span><br/><br/>Blake looked at King Sephiroth's eyes and nodded his head in understanding. He knew it would take some before this king trusted him fully and completely. Then again, it was not like he could have waltzed through the front door, expecting an audience with this somewhat reasonable man. Turning to Sir Gallin, it did not seem like he was taking this well at all. In Blake's mind, he thought this to be a severe blow to his ego. A fight ending in a draw, only for your opponent to be placed on the same footing as you. Though it is simply unheard of.<span style="font-style: italic">"Y..Yes sir....."</span>He heard Sir Gallin say, bowing down on one knee.<span style="font-style: italic">"T...This way"</span>The knight spoke as Blake simply shrugged his shoulder and extended his hand to Gallin, "You lead. I'll follow or make a suggestion." He said with a smile.