Chapter 67
Author: Feyonce
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He had barely risen to where he could see out the left side when another galloping shadow came into view. Its rider got close enough to the rear wheel to drop a heavy object, perhaps a metal bar, onto the rim. The object was caught up in the spokes, fouling the wheel and rendering it inoperable. As a result, it shattered and broke clean off, forcing the carriage to skid wildly and it was now being pulled off the road. Allison went down again, this time thrown there with great force against his will as the vehicle was still somehow pulled forward, albeit more slowly, after the loss of its rear wheel.

Burning pain seethed into Allison ’s left shoulder which slammed heavily against the side as he fell. He felt his head hit the floor and his vision suddenly became a swirling incoherent blur. White hot pangs now shot through his skull and his ears began to ring, allowing for no other discernable sound. He could still feel the rough movement of the carriage as it was being partially dragge
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