Bastian smiled. [color=0072bc]"Thank you."[/color]

The atmosphere changed, his ears perked up hearing a stone whizzing by, barely missing the horse's head. Hearing snickering, feeling something pelting the back of his head. Bastian reacted immediately when the second larger stone was thrown, pulling out his sword to deflect the stone. The giant blade pointed in the direction of two younger men, ducking behind barrels of hay. Bastian movement was swift, already standing above the barrel of hay, clutching his sword. Everyone else around was smart enough to keep their distance.

[color=0072bc]"Don't have the courage to fight me directly do you? Go amuse yourselves at the pub, drunkards."[/color] The two men stood up recoiled, with shaking legs.

[color=fff79a]"Can't take a simple joke!? That's exactly the problem with beastkind! Using your strength, against us who are weak!"[/color] The man sneered. The second one opened his mouth to speak, but a simple snarl coming from Bastian, got both to scram hastily. Bastian sighed sheathing his blade. Walking up toward the horse and getting on. [color=0054a6][i]"Those cowards were a second away of hurting my horse."[/i][/color] He thought.

[color=0072bc]"We'll be heading out now..."[/color]

The horse started pulling the cart, leaving the stables and heading on the roads, the town getting farther and farther in the distance. Bastian was focused ahead and the future, preparing to fulfill more than the promises he made.