The challenge would be met. Snake took in a quick breath and then dashed forward with all his speed. His combat boots were nearly silent, but all of his belts, straps, holsters and weapons made distinct clinking noises as he moved at such a speed. He ran straight for the back of the horse until nearly to it.

For all he knew the horse was combat trained and would kick at him, and so he avoided that by darting around to the side of it. His intention was to grab the stranger by the leg and pull him bodily off the horse, if it all possible. Even with only one arm, he was not just strong but tenacious as hell.