M3C7 - Horse Charge and Sword Tusk

Hooves jack hammered the mud around me.

“Rachel!”

The horse’s chest slammed Rachel hard. But Rachel was bigger, now. Not as big as the horse, but not small enough to be knocked over, either.

The green knight backed his horse off, cursing and yelling.

The red knight spurred his own mount. He raised his sword high over Rachel’s lumpy head.

Sproot!

Sproot!

Two immensely long, curved white tusks exploded from Rachel’s face.

The sword whizzed as it slashed in a downward arc.

CHUNKTH!

Sword blade hit tusk!

<Hah!> Rachel exulted. <Now let’s see how bad you guys are! Maybe you want to teach me my place!>