Savior King
King steered the mares out of the valley
They began to run as if the wind was chasing them
The prettiest sight he had ever seen
He lured them from the clutches of the evil ones
He could hear gunshots behind them
Faster! He urged them
They came at once
A harem of grateful women
Who understood he was their savior
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