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- The casters countered with magic. Gazef braced himself mentally to resist, but just then his horse screamed, rearing back and pawing the air with his hooves.
- “Whoa! Easy, boy!” Gazef frantically pulled the reins in and leaned forward to grab hold of the horse’s neck. That split-second action saved him from falling. The sudden panic sent a chill down his spine, but he managed to suppress it. He had more important things to worry about.
- Breathing heavily, irregularly, Gazef spurred his horse, but he wouldn’t budge. It was as if he had some other master who was more important than the one on top of him. Psychic magic—they’d put a spell on his horse. Gazef must have resisted it, but his horse was no magical creature; there was no way the animal would’ve been able to resist.
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- Volume 1, Chapter 4.4
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