In the pitch-dark night, she wore a black cloak and a hooded hat, riding a towering black horse, concealing herself within the darkness. As she encountered the other party's three horses, the speed of her horse only slightly decreased—a result of her attire, the two parties merely glanced at each other swiftly as they brushed past.
In the dim night, she saw that the opposite party was made up of three tall men riding three horses.
The trio from the other side felt that she was somewhat petite, her entire figure crouching on the horse's back clad in black, unrecognizable except for her especially bright eyes piercing through the dark.
However—
Merely one hundred meters after parting, her sharp command, "Go," made those who were galloping pause, each turning their heads to look back.
