Clip! Clop!
The sounds of the hooves of horses hitting the ground as they ran through the forest echoed. Three horses chased after a deer that had white fur and was over 1.6 meters tall.
Cristian's hair fluttered as he urged Black to move faster. Shing! Drawing his sword, he leaned down.
Drogheda suddenly followed a different path, as did Adar.
They planned to corner the deer at the front so Cristian would be able to swiftly take off its head. With the two suns in the sky, even though it was late noon, the landscape, even the far-away mountains, was still bright as the light from the sun also illuminated the forest.
Shing! Shing!
Drogheda and Adar drew out their long swords, which weren't their main weapons, and crossed them, but to their shock, the deer suddenly leaped over three meters into the air.
