The End of My Enemies, the Time to Reclaim Those Old Shoes

Arrows rained down from above. Some landed on the carriage and turned into broken dry straw, while others shot towards the Big Black Horse. Although once the black horse sped up it was unaffected by the meadow, leaving behind those arrows in a cloud of black dust.

The cavalry lying in wait on the meadow was shocked speechless at the sight before them. A quick cry from their captain snapped them back into action. Shouting and waving their sharp machetes, the cavalry rushed forward. However, the group split up suddenly after moving just 10 feet. A small portion went after the black horse while most charged towards the black carriage that was left behind.