The Unicorn Nightmare Horse's size is comparable to the so-called "giant horses" of this era.
Losa flipped onto the horse's back and waved at Jeanne: "Come, let's have a riding competition."
Jeanne snorted lightly: "Grape, it's time for this black-skinned pony to kiss your horse's ass."
The two chased each other around the manor.
The final test results showed that the endurance of the Unicorn Nightmare Horse was superior, its speed was on par with "Grape," but its defense capabilities and combat power far surpassed that of the Akhal-Teke horse.
"Not bad, little guy."
Jeanne whistled.
The proud Grape looked angrily at this "peer," unwillingly wanting to catch its neck and take a few brutal bites while Losa was not paying attention, but immediately saw the sharp fangs in the Unicorn Nightmare Horse's open mouth.
Goodness, this freak isn't even a horse!
Grape scuttled away quickly.
"Let's give it a name."
"Do you have any good suggestions?"
