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Solomon frowned, "Yeah I know, but I certainly couldn't have done it sooner, if that's what you're implying. He's still a bit young. Is the vet on her way I assume?"

Jack nodded, "She is..she's about 20 minutes away. Can he get up at all?"

Solomon looked to the young stallion, forcing the urge to get up into his mind. Him and Jack both moved, helping the horse stand up. Solomon kept himself under Rilov's chest, bent forward, support most of the horse's frontal weight on his back. He was forced to put his hands on his knees to help support him, "I can do this for about 10 minutes, then he's on his own until she gets here."

Jack stared, "H-how..? I mean, I know vampires are strong, but still, that's at least 1000 pounds of muscle and bone."

Solomon groaned, forcing his energy to his back and legs, "He's not an idiot, he's also got a bit of weight on his legs..I'm not completely supporting him. Ahh..this hurts.." He winced a bit. "Holden..has he..said anything?"