Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

A ferocious roar echoed through the dark mountain forest. In the pitch-black wilderness under the moonless night, the sound was particularly bone-chilling.

With the dim light from the torch ahead, Andrew could finally see what it was. It was a massive black shadow leaping high into the air, its long tail whipping through the surrounding brush and snapping branches left and right.

At first, Andrew thought it was a bear. On land, when it came to predators of this size, bears were the only thing he could think of. However, he quickly realized he was wrong-it was not a bear.

With two powerful leaps, the enormous black shadow caught up to Ralph and raised its claws, slashing viciously across the survival expert's back.

"Help me, Mr. Keller! And you brave men from Patoajo, help me! Save me!" His terrified cries for help echoed through the forest, absolutely blood-curdling.

A series of musket shots rang out at that moment, and bursts of sparks exploded in the dark. No one knew how many shots hit the creature, but the giant shadow crashed into the trees from the impact.

the ground trembled slightly. Incredibly, after taking about eight bullets, the creature was not dead. Instead, it had

now! That beast could

of the warriors quickly and calmly cleared the residue from their muskets and refilled them

of Patoajo warriors. Andrew watched

these tribal men carried were extremely primitive gunpowder firearms, and these things could not even really be called guns.

and terrible accuracy. If they had modern submachine guns or assault rifles instead, that monster would have

it depended on the shooter. If Andrew had been the one holding a musket just now, and

and knelt down to examine him. "Mr.

to check his back under the flashlight, they saw that