Chapitre 172: Chapter 172: The Escape

"Damn it, make it go faster!"

A majestic beast of burden, its vibrant crown signifying a rare and superior bloodline, raced along a secluded path, pulling a carriage. Despite its best efforts to run, the anxious, fearful urging from within the carriage spurred the driver to relentlessly whip the beast.

Even though its hide was tough, the repeated lashings left it bloodied and wounded. The creature did not resist; it only let out a few mournful whimpers before the pain drove it to run even faster, carrying its abuser in a desperate flight.

Perhaps it was their enduring, submissive nature that made these beasts the chosen ones for 'training' and 'breeding' by people?

No one really cared about a beast of burden. If one was ruined, there would always be another. This was their fate as mere tools. But for Charl, in the carriage, his sole focus, as he kept urging, was to go faster, faster still.