They were high in the mountain; as such, the sun was able to illuminate the surroundings very well.
It was thanks to this fact that when Thorne turned around, he saw something that couldn't be explained.
A shadow was being cast by seemingly nothing. It was moving like it had a mind of its own.
In no time, Thorne was able to guess that the reason one of his scouts was gone was because of this thing.
"FASTER!" he commanded as he forced the horse to run as fast as possible.
The other scouts, seeing the panic in their leader's voice, didn't understand the reason but considering that today they had become witness to a ghost calling a dragon over. They dared not ask questions as they mimicked the actions.
The horses began to grunt and puff as they ran, using everything they had. It was an immense stress. It wasn't like when one was running in a field; at this moment in time, they were running down a mountain with full force.
