"Tyler, hurry up!"

Elena, riding the snow-white steed in front of her, suddenly shouted at the fellow with a pinch of hair on his head behind her.

loud and wild.

The strong man named Taylor heard Elena's call in front of him and said, "Holle."

Crazy words exit, then shake off the machete in the hand, give it a hard pat, the buttocks of the horse, the black horse, hiss................................................................ He made a long noise and quickly followed up.

I saw them and soon arrived at a desolate land full of ruins.

This barren land is vast and terrible. The soil is black. There is no grass on the black...