Then, planting her right foot firmly, she launched herself upward with an explosive push, her body tracing a graceful arc.
Natasha then landed lightly on the horse's back. The entire movement was fluid and graceful, without a single wasted motion.
Ashes was perfectly cooperative. It didn't move an inch as Natasha leaped, standing stock-still as it waited for her to land. It was as if an unspoken understanding existed between rider and horse.
The onlookers stared, dumbfounded.
Feng Mountain stood to one side. Though still feeling a bit sour, he couldn't help but silently applaud her.
'This woman has definitely had professional training. Just for the skill of riding bareback and without reins—it took me several tries before I barely managed to learn it.'
Seated on Ashes's back, Natasha's posture was lithe and agile. Her slender fingers gently clutched its mane as her legs applied light pressure to its flanks. At the same time, she cried out in a clear, powerful voice.
"Run!!"
