Horse × The Lone Swordbearer

Charges the field alone at noon, blood up, not even glancing at the way back.

Base tint · the Horse's rashness adds wildness to the Swordbearer's solitary nerve, the drive to charge that no one can hold.

Where it shines · still the first running forward in a dead end, the one who carries morale.

Pitfall · blood to the head, restlessness stacked on, it won't stop at the wall, the lone column running till the oil runs dry.

Best match · 15 The Still-Water Keeper (gives the reins one pull when it's time to stop).

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