tHREE SICK BEATS, [Voice/Video]

[Voice]
[Hey, Demeleier, it's that familiar faltering voice again. Though he seems to be talking to someone.] Okay, Rufio, uhh, here we go. It will be just like we practiced.

[Video]
[And then the feed turns on to show Tavros carefully propping up his communicator before heading back towards...a horse. For some of you, the horse will look familiar; it's the same horse that belonged to Battler. It seems that Tavros is looking after it now.

If you keep watching, you can see that some distance away, a crude mannequin has been set up. It's made of two long sticks tied together in a cross, with a head that looks like it's made of an old sack stuffed with leaves. Tavros borrowed the sack from the inn, shh.

Tavros then picks up his lance before climbing on top of Rufio the horse. He looks...surprisingly confident, actually. Like he knows what he's doing, rather than his usual nervous and unsure manner.]

Okay, Rufio, let's go! Giddy-up!

[And Rufio starts at a full trot towards the mannequin before moving into a gallop. As they pass by the mannequin, Tavros manages to use his lance to sweep its head off.]

Yes! We did it! [Tavros slows Rufio back down to a walk before stopping her and dismounting to retrieve his communicator.]

So, uhh, what did you guys think? We have been practicing a lot lately.