Goldrake was relentless as it galloped across the open plains. Anything in its path was trampled without concern as the drake violently charged headfirst.

It neither slept nor ate. Goldrake only looked forward as it continued to run. Its charge was desperate, as though it was its only calling in life.

“Ugh! This crazy beast! How far are you going to go?”

Pained screams could be heard from the riders chasing the drake.

After lazily sleeping day and night, Goldrake had suddenly broken down its stable and ran with reckless abandon. Clark and the other riders panicked at this sudden disturbance and immediately followed close behind. This had been four days ago.

“Stop! I said stop!”

“Do you really think it’ll listen?”

Jonasson ridiculed Hansen when the rider shouted out.

However, even as he did so, Jonasson desperately hoped Goldrake would stop. He was not the only one. The other riders were likewise weary and longed for an end to this chaos.

“Why all of a sudden…”

The charge had been sudden, and naturally, the cavalry had been unprepared to travel such a long distance.

“We have to decide...