Kai casually swept aside the lance thrust straight at him. Then he gripped his spear with both hands. With the innate sharpness unique to a White Wolf demi-human, combined with personal training from a Divine Chosen, his martial skill had long surpassed that of ordinary men. He struck with lightning speed.
The spear tip flashed out and snapped back in an instant.
"Pfft—"
The enemy rider who crossed past him felt a sudden pain in his throat. Clutching at the blood spraying between his fingers, he toppled helplessly from his horse.
The two cavalry units tangled together, advancing and retreating in tight maneuvers. The slave hunters' riders were continuously speared from their saddles. In the blink of an eye, only a few riderless horses remained, trotting aimlessly in confusion.
The leader of the slave hunters tried to flee, only to be cut down from his mount by a slender cavalry saber.
"Awoooo—!"
