Chapter 147 Somthing more dangerous (1)
Kyra, in her frostlyn form, faced the laughing beast with its bared yellow teeth. Just as its massive paw was about to close around her, another growl echoed through the forest—louder and more dangerous.
"Growl..."
Kyra’s eyes darted in the direction of the sound, and emerging from the dense trees was another beast, identical in size and ferocity. Its eyes, a fiery yellow, locked onto Kyra for a moment before shifting to the first beast.
"Growl..."
Without warning, the newcomer lunged at the first beast, its powerful muscles rippling under its fur. The two creatures collided with a force that shook the ground, their roars mingling in a terrifying symphony. They clawed and bit at each other, their massive forms crashing into trees and snapping them like twigs.
Kyra watched in horror as the battle unfolded before her. The beasts fought with a savage intensity, their roars echoing through the forest. She could see the raw power in their movements, each blow causing the ground to tremble.
The first beast was caught off guard, reeling from the ferocity of the attack. It snarled and swiped at its opponent, but the newcomer was relentless, its teeth sinking into the other’s shoulder. Blood sprayed across the snow, staining it red.
Kyra’s heart pounded in her chest, the fear gripping her tightly. She knew she needed to move, to get as far away from the fighting as possible. Slowly, she began to back away, her eyes never leaving the battling beasts.
But as she moved, a sharp pain shot through her leg, reminding her of her injury. She stumbled, her steps faltering. Each movement sent waves of pain through her body, but she knew she couldn’t stay. She had to push through the pain.
The forest around them seemed to hold its breath, the only sounds the growls and roars of the creatures and the splintering of wood. Kyra’s steps were slow and painful, each one a struggle against the throbbing in her leg.
As she moved, she stumbled over a root, her breath hitching as she fought to stay quiet. The beasts were too engrossed in their fight to notice her, their focus entirely on tearing each other apart. Kyra took advantage of their distraction, increasing her pace while still trying to remain silent.
Her heart was in her throat as she reached a denser part of the pine forest, the trees providing a semblance of cover. She hid behind a large trunk, peering out to see the beasts still locked in combat. The first beast was starting to weaken, its movements slowing as the newcomer pressed its advantage.