"You!"
Looking at the endless Nightmare Horses in the shadows, Han Su didn't choose the strongest-looking one. Instead, he fixed his gaze on one that seemed the tallest, though it was slender, with limbs so long they looked almost deformed.
He had noticed that this Nightmare Horse hadn't arrived first. But after it appeared, all the others had taken their places and stood motionless, watching him, while this one leisurely pushed its way forward from the back.
The other Nightmare Horses were shoved aside by it, yet none of them seemed agitated. They acted as if it was only natural for the horse to squeeze its way to the front.
A horse that cut in line so brazenly had to be special.
So Han Su jumped straight down from the low building and mounted the Nightmare Horse.
It was a strange feeling.
He was clearly sitting on a horse's back, yet it felt as if he were being supported by a mass of shadows. His Mental Power seemed to burst through a sluice gate all at once, tendrils spreading out as he formed a mental connection with his mount.
Han Su could sense the horse's emotions, and he could control it by issuing commands through his mind, making it move forward or backward, stop, or dive into the abyss.
"Now..."
Han Su looked up and met the gaze of the camera at the mouth of the alley. Then he stroked the horse's head and shouted in a low voice, "Dive!"
There was no need to say it aloud. The moment he formed the thought, the Nightmare Horse understood.
But since this was his first attempt, shouting made him sound more imposing and the command more precise.
"Ssshh!"
The reality around them dissolved like thick ink, and the Nightmare Horse plunged