Chapter 146: Karl’s Forest Adventures
True to Karl’s declaration, it did not take long. Moving with cautious steps, Karl scanned the dense undergrowth. Within minutes of entering the treeline proper, he spotted movement several meters ahead.
A large, feline shape padded idly through a small clearing. Its tawny coat was unmistakable, and the flicker of orange dancing within its thick mane confirmed it.
Karl squinted, a spark of recognition lighting his eyes. "That’s the same beast!" he murmured, a grin spreading across his face.
Confidence surged within him. "Shouldn’t be a problem," he thought, dismissing any lingering apprehension.
This time, however, he didn’t explode into motion. Instead, he adopted a deliberate, almost casual approach, walking steadily towards the creature, making no effort to conceal his presence. He kept his spear low, but his grip tightened.
He covered half the distance before the Flame Lion’s head snapped up. Its burning eyes fixed on Karl. A low, rumbling growl vibrated the air. Then, with terrifying speed, it launched itself!
~WHOOSH~
The ground seemed to tremble as the massive cat closed the gap in heartbeats. Karl stood his ground, utterly calm.
As the beast neared, it gathered itself for the final pounce, powerful hind legs coiling like springs.
With a guttural roar, it leapt, a blur of muscle and flame soaring through the air. Its enormous jaws gaped wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth aimed directly at Karl’s head and shoulders, the heat of its fiery mane washing over him.
Karl’s grin only widened. He saw the beast clearly despite its speed. His hands moved with blinding speed.
Instead of thrusting defensively, he whipped the spear in a powerful, horizontal arc.