บท 3001: Luck

"My ball!"

A five- or six-year-old boy couldn't hold on to the cloth ball he was holding, so it rolled away. He broke his mother's grip on his hands and ran after the cloth ball with his short legs, not realising that the ferocious beasts had approached the town gate and were not slowing down.

"Hei Wa!"

The woman screamed. Pale-faced, she dashed forward, almost without thinking, to retrieve her son. However, just as she was about to pick up the child the young man riding the beast in front had already sprung ahead. 

When everyone in the vicinity saw that the beast's front hoof was about to step on the woman holding the baby, they all let out a shocked gasp.