Numerous Pegasi unsheathed their swords, swooping low and dragging the ends of their blades across the scorpion’s tremendous hide. They didn’t even leave a mark, but that didn’t deter them. They tried again and again, using everything in their arsenal, everything they had, everything they were to ensure the Titan did not take another inch of ground.
It was a fruitless hope, for Sargon proceeded onwards, unfazed and unshaken. Even with a swarm of insignificant Pegasi invading his vision, the scorpion did not stop in his quest he was called for. He swatted them aside, roared out at their attempts to force him to yield, and struck them with his stinger again and again. They didn’t stop. Neither did he.
His destination had never changed. He was always following his king. And his king now called him north.
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