The mare was still afraid of Marino yet refused to do as ordered by the vampire. Marino needed to show the damn nag who was in charge, he held the reins firmly and dug in his heels, the mare reared up on its hind legs.
It tried to unseat him and toss him off her back, acting worse than a wild bronco but when it realized that Marino was just as stubborn and not about to let go of the reins anytime soon it finally gave in and Marino felt like he won a small victory.
"GO!" he commanded in a voice loud enough to wake the dead.
Marino was definitely a lot heavier than Misty but even though the mare took umbrage at being used like a pack mule it eventually picked up a relentless speed that surprised even Marino, he never knew the mare had it in her.
