[While Tifa is gone, Cloud does his best to keep the goat contained. But even if it was starting to lose steam, its prolonged endurance until this point surprised him.

Or maybe it was the other way around.

A dull ache began to throb in his arms, one he had only become aware of while he was alone. It had been a long time since he felt similar pain, quietly recalling the early days of his recruitment in Shinra when he and other recruits were pushed to their very limits. Maybe it wasn't even that, it was hard for him to say. But one thing was for certain, he definitely felt weak.

That feeling didn't settle well with him.

Thankfully, Tifa arrives not long after. Once the goat calms down enough to focus on its meal, Cloud gets on his knees, letting go of the rake and holding the creature down to keep it steady. Together with Tifa, they fasten the rope around it. It's clear that it's amateur work but it'll make do for the time being.]

Remind me never to piss off another goat.

[Was it just his imagination or did he really sound as winded as he felt?]

Think we should bring him back to the race? It might be over by the time we even get there.