A brown-maned horse leaped over a fallen trunk, and after landing on the ground, it galloped away into the distance with grace and power.
Thump, thump—three horses jumped over the same trunk and chased after the brown-maned horse.
The three White Inquisitors looked determined to catch up with the brown horse.
"Neigh!" The brown-maned horse leaped past the trees and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving the Inquisitors behind. They, however, didn't stop the chase and followed right behind.
'Where should I go?' Ambrose looked around but couldn't see anything through the dense, jungle-like forest. He knew he had to keep moving to elude the relentless pursuit. However, he knew he couldn't keep doing that forever.
A White Inquisitor dodged a branch by ducking, and after lifting his head, he narrowed his eyes and glanced sideways. "Throw me!"
