No More Wagon
Karl looked at the wagon that Thor had pulled this far across the wilderness. Then he turned to the oldest of the Royal Rank Minotaurs who had come to the defence of the farm.
"Jacob, I bequeath my wagon to you. I know yours got destroyed, it was smashed when I got to your house. We are going to have to move faster than the wagon will allow, so you may have mine as a replacement to help bring the supplies your neighbours will need."
The Minotaur patted him on the shoulder. "Are you sure? Humans on foot are not faster than a wagon."
Karl chuckled. "I have a harness for them to ride on Thor. His might won't be challenged by a few dainty ladies."
The Minotaurs laughed while Dana stuck out her tongue at him and Tessa rolled her eyes.