Lin Taichu rode on horseback and glanced back at Kain, which was relentlessly chasing them. His heart tightened.
Although Kain was blind, it seemed able to lock onto their direction by the sound of hooves and the scent of people. It raced across the ground on all fours without slowing in the slightest, leaving deep claw marks with every step as crushed stones and dust flew in every direction.
"Faster! Hurry!" Lin Taichu shouted to Gao Yang and the First Prince beside him.
Gao Yang's shoulder was still bleeding, and his face was pale, yet he gripped the reins tightly and urged his horse onward with all his strength.
The First Prince had been injured when Kain sent him flying. His chest felt tight now, but he could only grit his teeth and endure. The soldiers behind him had also panicked. Many horses were frightened by Kain's roars and bucked wildly, nearly throwing their riders off several times.
Sun Yong rode at the rear, occasionally turning back to draw his bow and fire arrows. Though the arrows hit Kain, they left only shallow scratches and could not stop it at all.
"This thing's hide is too thick! Arrows are useless!" Sun Yong shouted anxiously. He fired another arrow, which struck Kain squarely in the back. Kain merely shook its body, roared, and ran even faster.
Lin Taichu swept his gaze around, quickly considering where they could hide.
The streets of the royal city were already deserted. The citizens had long since fled into their homes in terror, with their doors and windows tightly shut.
He suddenly remembered the massive Forging Workshop on the western side of the royal city. It was where the Jin Kingdom forged weapons, and it contained several huge furnaces for smelting iron. Charcoal burned in them