Somehow Konta managed to cling on long enough to tire the creature to the point that it had to stop struggling for a moment. It was all the moment Konta needed to swing himself upright onto its back. Now straddling the beast, he pulled his feet back and kicked his toes into the stallion's underside. Normally such an awkward kick shouldn't have meant much to such a brawny creature, but before he had jumped the stallion, Konta had slipped the leggings of his pelt onto his feet, complete with the finger length claws that protruded from its pads. As the dagger-like instruments dug into the Blight Mare stallion's flesh, it let out a braying cry of pain and, realizing the danger it was in, took off at a blinding speed in an attempt to both throw off Konta and put as much distance between itself
