Two Days Later.
"Young Master, 3 kilometers northwest. There's an orc tribe stationed there."
A scout reported to Luis before swiftly entering the vortex. One by one, other scouts returned and entered the vortex without delay, as if they'd practiced this countless times.
"Blacky, now it's our time to shine. Full speed, make a lot of noise through your hooves."
Blacky galloped at full speed after receiving the order. It made huge noise while running with its hooves. As it was a plain ground, the orcs noticed Luis running towards them in a unicorn.
"Mastah, a knight's coming' straight at us!" The orc who was keeping watch shouted and directly blew the horn.
The others, after hearing the horn, looked in the direction of Luis with red eyes burning with fury.
"That knight thinks he's tough, ridin' a unicorn?"
"I'll eat 'is meat!"
