Pash
They approached Redrun's open town gates, going at a pace that even an old man would have called slow, dragging the very tip of the Giant King's toe behind them.
Just that piece of flesh was as large as a house. It left a deep trench in the earth as their eleven horses dragged it. Even with all the beasts working together, they struggled. Their sides heaved up and down and their fur was coated in sweat.
It had taken them days to cover a distance that had previously taken them hours, but they all agreed that it was important to do as they did and ensure that a trophy was brought forth as a result of their efforts, else it was questionable whether anyone would believe them.
