Bishop was what he considered a “lacky” to the chivalry. With his horn being the hilt of a sword, he was merely a vessel for the iron forged blade and those who would come to wield it.

Though he could unsheathe the blade himself, his arm not being long enough led to one thing; the blade would come out broken. The rest severed in his head causing agony like he had never felt before. Though most would assume this would only be used as an absolute last resort, Bishop was vain and hated to lose.