It started with a gentle breeze.
Then the wind moved so fast, leaves snapped from the branches, the wind swirling into a whorl near the armor and the blade. The wind picked up the armor and rose it into a standing position as the leaves gathered, taking the form of a human body.
The wind slowed to a stop, and the leaves fell away to reveal a blonde man standing tall, his armor a visual opposite of the older king.

"It seems I am needed indeed." the man said, reaching down and picking up his blade and sheath.