Spin . Revolution 1Chapter One:In Which Travis Shortshot Defends PoorlyThe thunder-strike sounds of powerful hoofbeats beneath and behind him made Travis's teeth ache. His chest burned from breathing the noxious air sailing around the mountain in a sticky-looking grayish purple cloud, and even his naturally porcupine-esque hair was drooping from fatigue. He gripped the horse's mane and swallowed back a whining complaint.The horse didn't seem to even notice that they both should have dropped dead days ago, or that the enormous sword Travis had pinched from the castle was intermittently smacking into the horse's left flank.