On one of the cliffs of Crete, Botsaris was one day with his horse Kanti, he was saddling him to leave for some distant lands, where no one had dared to ride them. When he arrived, he saw that many horses from the same island were running swiftly with their herds. He got late and when he set fire, Kanti approached him with a rare discomfort in him. He sweated profusely, and his nostrils made him sprout the strongest gasifications of whose magical forces, they proposed to take him to the Cemetery of Crete, which was hidden in ruins within some stones that surrounded it. After hours, Etréstles walked, he was starting from some warriors who wanted to hunt him down. His needs were to have water, food, and transportation. On the edge of a cliff, at twilight, Etréstles gazes west across the High Seas, staring into infinity. Looking down, he sees some steeds grazing on the shore of the beach, when suddenly, he looks from the height at a horse that was between his gaze, Etréstles looks at him from behind with his psychic eyes for a long time, until the horse she turns around and stares at him with her eyes.

Next, Etréstles walked as if wanting to walk through the air, but rightly the horse whinnied loudly, in this way Etréstles stopped, otherwise, he would have fallen off the cliff. He retreats a few meters and falls exhausted to the grass. Meanwhile, a stampede awakens him, they were thousands of horses that galloped incessantly through the pastures of the region of Crete, which welcomed spring. Then Etréstles gets up and with his blurred vision, he sees a horse that was on a fence waiting for him, they both approach and the steed with his fixed eyes told him that it was Kanti, and in turn, Etréstles's telepathic transfer told him that it was he. Etréstles walks up to the steed and crosses his neck with him, then they both bring their nostrils together and pass the nasal fluids of each other's world. Kanti, kicked the ground with joy for giving Etréstles the incarnation of him that he so badly needed. Kanti takes Etréstles to the cliff where Botsaris was to unite them in that magical place in Crete.

Botsaris…: With whom have you come this time my beloved Kanti? With a tired warrior who is about to die. Well, tell him to join us in fighting the Turks who are following him.

Etrestles unable to speak of tired and weak in proportions, follow Kanti and Botsaris to rest from his escape.