"Do not turn back. Run forward BlackWind, do not stop at nothing. Run as fast as you can! Our lives depend on you now boy." Woldemir shouted from the top of his lungs, encouraging his Horse to run faster.

You might be wondering who they are running from? A Natural enemy, and I'm being literal with that, Black Wolves! Standing about 50 meters in front of them with their teeth shining and lips foaming for a big large snack.

And of course without hesitation, Black Wind first blows air out of his nose, with flesh ripping fury visible behind his eyes, making him look like a true fearless beast. He went from being stopped at his spot to fast ground trembling speed.

The Wagon behind Woldemir shook harder upon every little bump through the muddy road penetrating the Forrest, due to the intensively accelerating speeds there is little one wooden little thing can handle.

BlackWind, although a bit fearful towards Wolves since a wound on his hip is caused from one of them since he was a newborn, he did not fail to charge towards these Wolves in punishing speeds!

Fear isn't an option here, it is either run fast or die fast. So Woldemir continued with his encouragement, "Come on boy, faster faster!"

At this point, going faster is being ruled out as an option. The Wagon behind them is heavy since it is filled to the top with farm crops, that's what's weighing BlackWind down!

At such a situation, Woldemir can cut the Wagon off and hop on the horse right. For the sake of safety! Wolves won't eat Carrots after all, so why not cut the Wagon off and come back for it later?

Well he can't cut it off because the young 15 year old Eric is sitting over the cabbages, at the back of the Wagon. Cutting the Wagon off inevitably means cutting his son off, no one in their right mind would do that for the sake of safety!

Finally reaching the wicked wolves, ignoring how one was giving BlackWind a dead stare up until the point where they made contact, BlackWind the astonishing black fured Horse kicked one of them on the face which made it fly away on the side of the road with a few broken teeth as an aftermath.

A couple more wolves were taken Victim first from the 400 Kilogram heavy BlackWind and his steps on them, afterwards taken victim by the wheels of the small but heavy Wagon. At this rate, those victimized Wolves are lucky if they die quick now.

While another Wolf, who apparently was the leader of this little pack just skipped on the side of the road to avoid being crushed. The wisest decision although the most cowardly, unlikely for a leader to be scared of prey aye?

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BlackWind ripped through the Wolves like a Fire Tornado through the forest, big accomplishment for a Horse found wounded in the wild as a new born right? Finally able to kill Wolves, it's a moment worth celebrating if they weren't gambling with death right now.

The battle worked for Woldemir's favour, but it's not over yet! Three wolves were taken victim, but five more are still standing, healthy and ready!

The Black Wolves charged after the Wagon, with their speeds astonishing! Although BlackWind got a head start, it wasn't enough to outrun them!

In less than a minute, they've already made their way close to the Wagon, one even tried to jump and climb on it but I guess as a Wolf it forgot that moving prey is hard to catch.

It's head just hit the Back of the Wagon and afterwards the Wolf fell straight to the ground, not killed or completely knocked out as a result, just dizzy. This makes it a bit funnier when you consider that the Wagon is only a meter and a half tall, it shouldn't have been that hard for a strong legged Wolf to jump over it!

Well at least now there is one Wolf less to worry about, at least for a little while. Now to handle the four others!

One of them started running close to the right side of the Wagon, and the other on the left side. The soul intend of the Wolves here is to catch up with the prey enough to pounce on it, and bite its neck until BlackWind is no more. If the Horse stops, the two other Humans become easy targets and therefore a big feast can be held.

Noticing the Wolves on the side, Woldemir pulled out his Dagger from the little bag he has close by, without even aiming he swung the Dagger against the Wolf on the left and nailed it through the animal's head!

It worked, the Wolf stopped it's momentum and started tumbling through the dirt road with a blood pool slowly following after. But as Woldemir thought the situation through a bit further, he murmured to himself. "Damn, why did I throw my Dagger?"

It was a stupid move, especially after considering all the loot he has on his Wagon, like throwable Cabbages. Turning around to get a cabbage became especially difficult considering how much the Wagon is jumping around thanks to the bumps.

But with a bit more effort he got one twice bigger than his small jawed Ignite Head, just in time as well because the Wolf on the right was already close to BlackWind's belly.

With all of his power and with a little bit more effort in accuracy this time, Woldemir hit the Wolf right on the gut with that 5 Kilogram heavy Cabbage which felt even heavier once tossed. Would you look at that, farming is paying off in more than one way!

That will likely not kill the Wolf, but it will be enough to slow it down. An endurance of a Wolf is surprisingly large, and it might take a Wagon full of Cabbages to completely fight them off since they can even take an axe to the spine without immediately dying.

Looking behind, he noticed that Eric is somehow sleeping through all of this. Crazy, but at the same time understandable since they have been travelling for 5 hours now trying to reach Crutal Town. Boredom is one of the biggest enemies at cases like this.

Behind his son, Woldemir could see that a Wolf has actually managed to latch on the back of the Wagon. Woldemir can see it's head and front paws only, in no time it can climb on to the Wagon and take Eric as a victim, as a snack.

He grabbed another cabbage, put in a little bit more effort to turn his body around for the sake of being able to toss better, and started aiming at the wolf!

"Stay away from my son you fancy dog!" Woldemir shouted from the top of his lungs, and tossed the Cabbage towards the wolf!

The cabbage hit the wicked wolf on the head, which forced it to tumble through the road with a broken neck actually! The cabbage was heavy and the gained momentum made it even heavier, at least he permanently doesn't have to worry about this particular wolf now!

He noticed that after he bested this third wolf, he didn't see any more of them for nearly a minute now. Could the Wolves have given up on this rewarding prey? Hard to tell, really hard to tell.

Thinking the situation through in the heat of speed, Woldemir murmured to himself once coming up with a conclusion. "Wait a minute..."