The general pulled on the reigns of the horse upon realizing that his son had jumped of a speeding horse.
The horse which was speeding up, cracked on the ground with both it's hind and front legs. When the general turned back, Rouchefort had already begun running headfirst in the forest direction.
"That little brat...!" He hissed and his breath as he sped up, coming after him on the horse. He drew his sword and it was cloaked by white colored magic. He sent multiple slashes towards the sky as he charged forward.
Few meters ahead and he already spotted a blood covering the ground. A body of a man in black cut in half.
He charged up even further to catch up to his son who might be running into a trap.
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Rouchefort's senses were only focused on locating Elena whose prsence was barely recognizable.
