One Moo'r Plow - Chapter 55BBook 2: : Culmination.

... agent of the enemy fleeing the scene as screams arose behind me. My brain saw all the pieces and fit them together as I whirled and burst after the man, humans knocked aside by my bulk.

Either a spy, or an assassin. With the reactions of the townsfolk, I expected the latter. Down the streets of Hullbretch I tore, faster than any human could move. On the trail of this interloper. Sight was the only source with which I could track him. Scent, he lacked. Strange, I thought when that crosse ...