As Heena leaned heavily against a stone wall, completely unable to straighten her waist, Cart turned his massive head and looked at her. The stallion literally stared down his nose at her as if she were a total fool, snorting in judgment as if to say, 'Why are you acting so pathetic?'
Seeing the horse's judgmental look, Heena could only grimace. Before she could even pull out a sugar cube or some feed to reward him for the ride, the majestic, arrogant horse turned on his heel and rushed right back down the dark tunnel toward the capital.
Heena watched the dust settle, a wry smile breaking through her exhaustion. "Quite a competent and impatient one, huh?"
The System floated out from her robes, its screen flickering with worry. '[Now what, Host? How are we going to sneak past 300 elite soldiers when you can't even stand straight?]'
