Tuey stood in front of the palace where the two guards were before they joined in the fray below. Her glance was at the black knight who was kowtowing tightly against the floor despite the roar of battle happening below. She took a gulp before she walked up the stairs and approached him. She felt worried against him even though she knew the latter was not in mortal danger.
She gulped before she walks past him and looked at the front before her body felt an enormous shock that stilled her tail for a second. There was a chariot that was being carried by four magnificent stallions with their majestic mane fluttering. Her instinct told her that they were dangerous but the eyes that were on the animal were nothing to be afraid of.
