The riders were exceptionally fast, as they saw the lictors ride off into different directions, riders peeled off of the main pack to follow suite. The main group continued in a straight line, riding after Gregor. The gap between him and the riders closed quickly.
He looked over his shoulder and began to angle back towards the road and the entrance to the forest. For the first time he got a full look at the riders that were chasing him. They looked like demons. Their heads were long animal skulls with horns protruding most with two, one with three. He could hear them howling. One of them raised a bow.
Gregor's horse seemed to drop away beneath him. He felt time slow down as he fought to free his feet. The horses heads continues to bend down towards the earth, leaving Gregor as he felt himself rise slowly into the air. His body turned slowly in the air as he began to arc towards the ground his right shoulder leading the way. He thought of twisting in the air a moment before his hit the ground.
The air rushed out of his lungs and he opened his mouth to scream in pain but there was no breath. He gasped, one, twice, and the air came. Screaming he rolled to his right and tried to lift himself off of the ground but his arm folded beneath him sending lightening bolts of pain arcing though his body. The world fell away.
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