Chapitre 37: What You Can and Cannot See

The men lassoed the crazed horse with ropes and tied her to several strong trees. Restlessly, Fathima wrestled against the strangers in resistance. She stomped and reared her head with all her might. If the men hadn't come prepared, they surely would have either received a swift kick to the head, stomach, or a place where the sun don't shine.

Seeing as how they weren't able to suppress the animal, the woman then came forth with a silver needle that was longer than those used in sewing. The point punctured the skin and in less than a minute's time, the grey mare fell to the ground.

Hurriedly, the men came closer. They removed the old halters and replaced them with a replica. A squelching noise was heard as the leather was peeled off. Beneath, it could be seen that several parts of her coat were marked with blood stains.

"Ah!" Holding the reins too tight, one man found his hand bleeding. Gripping the wound, his eyes immediately flew to the maid.