Weed even made whipping noises with his mouth. He was riding a bull without a saddle or reins, but he had to do everything that needed to be done.
The Caltrops at the bottom of the rocky mountain noticed Yellowy charging in from afar.
“It’s a cow.” “A Human. How did a Human get here.”
“Is he a Knight of the Embinyu Church? They can’t mess with us because of the agreement.”
“No. Their symbol isn’t on his armor. KILL HIM!”