Quintus gave Penny a look and added, "Leave the woman, she's mine!"
Flint compromised, "Magnus had his eye on the steed first. I wouldn't want to steal it from him."
Magnus also relented, "No, you rarely complimented anything, Flint. I can see how much you like this steed, you can have it instead!"
Penny shuddered as she stared at the two hideous and uncanny men discussing about who should kill Nathan and snatch the steed.
Nevertheless, Nathan sneered, "While choosing a good horse, the good horse is also choosing its Master. What makes the two of you think you are worthy of Marquis? My steed will never agree to both of you."
Flint and Magnus shouted angrily together, "Bastard, go to hell!"
Quintus narrowed his eyes and spoke up, "Flint, Magnus, stop pushing it to one another. I've decided that the both of you will strike simultaneously. The steed will belong to anyone who kills Nathan first!"
Flint and Magnus exchanged glances and said in unison, "Ok!"
They moved simultaneously as they spoke.
Flint turned into a blur of motion as he flew towards Nathan in the blink of an eye.
There was a loud boom as Magnus stomped his foot on the ground and the ground caved in.
He launched into the air like an eagle and aimed a kick at Nathan's head.
Quintus and his subordinates were choked up with excitement as they watched Flint and Magus strike. They clapped and cheered, "Awesome!"
Nathan's mouth twitched as he raised his whip and struck Magnus in midair.
Slap!
A loud smack was heard!
A mist of blood sprayed down!
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