"Come...on!" Anne said with baited breath, grunting as she tried to pull the sword. "Anne? What are you doing?" Said a voice from the entrance. Anne turned to face her father, Falk. He wore a long blue cloak which kept him warm and a casual black attire underneath, which matched His light blue skin which was familiar to Anne's. "I'm trying to become King Arthur dad!" Anne said smiling. Falk couldn't help but grin at his daughter as he walked forward, using his cane for support as he offered his hand to Roy. "Royal, good to see you again."