The next second, Adam found himself flying in the air. Opening his eyes, he felt an indescribable pain penetrating his spine. The world around him twisted and twirled without his consent.
Before he could cry out, he faceplanted on the ground not too far away.
Groan~
It was an attempt to prove his theory. He was excited about the gains but little was his evaluation about the lethal risks.
The crisp crack of his spine resonated in his ears and seconds later, he felt the healing force inside him repairing the agony. The invigorating sensation and the recall of the unknown source of hellish pain made him leap onto his feet.
"So these are what they call Banshee Horses."
True to its name, its steps were as silent as a flying owl. White as snow and graceful mane flowing behind the back of its head, the 8-foot tall beast had a fire burning in his eyes.
'Dare to enter our space?', thats what those fierce stares implied.
