(Yeeeesss.)
A loud gunshot rang from the crowded audience. The flying bullet pierced the rope just above the woman's head, severing it so she fell back down to the wooden floor of the gallows, the severed rope swinging and the noose loosening from her neck. Behind the crowd stood the silhouetted figure of a rider atop a steed, their details shaded by the sun behind them. The rider blew the smoke from the barrel of his pistol and kicked his steed forward without hesitation. The people clambered backwards as the horse and rider galloped through, the rider snatching up the wailing young girl in the front and hoisting her onto the saddle in one swift motion. He continued urging his horse forward at a full gallop towards the tall gallows, the executioners diving off to get to safety as the stallion barreled towards the structure. The rider leaned forward as his steed sprang from its hind legs into the air, flying over the top of the narrow platform. Leaning to the side, the rider grabbed a tight hold on the woman's blouse and jerked her up over the horse's back as they barely cleared over the platform, landing with a loud thud safely on the other side. The steed reared up and let out a shrill neigh as the rider kicked him back into a gallop, leaving nothing but a bewildered audience and a plume of dust behind them as they fled the city with the girl and the nearly executed fugitive.
(boom.)
