Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180924190439/@comment-27358240-20181110100113

"Look behind, J.W.! The poor man still chases us! I pity his horse, having a cruel master like him! Yah!"

Adlartok's dogs speed up, not letting a disoxygenated horse catch up to them, and run stright towards the town. Adlartok lets out a typical Native American war cry as his dogs howl.

"AYAYAYAYAYAYYYYYY!"