THUD—!
Four steel hooves, each larger than the mouth of a bowl, slammed into the ground, instantly sending sparks flying in all directions.
A biting cold wind, wrapped in a cold blue flame, surged through the corridors of the maze, instantly frosting the eyebrows of friend and foe alike with a layer of white.
The ensuing chill, seeming to freeze the marrow, stung the eyes.
The Barbary Pirates opposite them, in particular, had to squint hard just to make out what on earth had appeared before them.
Horse legs covered with bony armor, a fierce horse head with sharp teeth, chaotic horns, and pale blue eyes.
Astride the horse was a tall knight clad in black full-body armor, wearing a blood-red cape, with two blue flames shining through the slits of his helmet's visor.
With a forceful squeeze of his legs against the horse's flanks, the undead warhorse let out a loud neigh, striding forward like an iron chariot charging towards them.
