The group of people went to pick the horses and then selected the bows and arrows before riding into the green jungle.
Pablo said as he picked a meek horse for Vincent, "Vincent, just go have fun. It doesn't matter if you can't shoot any prey. I'll give you some."
He tried to keep his voice down and completely ignored the first place that everyone was after.
"Alright," Vincent replied. After that, Pablo and Rex smiled and helped him to get on the horse. It seemed that being needed by Vincent was a very satisfying and blissful thing.
Baron glanced at the Second Elder while getting on his horse. Then he casually checked the private box of Mrs. Britt with a curtain drawn.
Every year, Baron would coldly watch the mothers of other islanders caringly told their children to be safe and not to get hurt before the event started. Deep down, he wanted so bad to watch his woman come out of the box and say to him...
"Be careful, my son."
Even if it was just a brief reminder.
