Allon was riding through the streets of the capital of the Antella empire. It was a dull day, in fact, Allon's head was too full to do any work.

Allon is suddenly taken aback when a person crosses in front of his horse, which if Allon hadn't pulled on the reins, he would probably have caused an accident.

"Hey! That could have been ugly!"

Allon exclaims, getting off his horse.

"Everything is fine?"

Allon offers his hand.