Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1511

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.

After two weak growls, the ground trembled slightly. Incredibly, after taking about eight bullets, the creature was not dead. Instead, it had escaped.

Buzz commanded the Patoajo warriors, "Reload now! That beast could come back any moment. Stay alert!"

Some of the warriors quickly and calmly cleared the residue from their muskets and refilled them with gunpowder.

Mohave was the youngest and most inexperienced among the group of Patoajo warriors. Andrew watched as he fumbled with the reload, his hands trembling, clearly rattled by the earlier attack.

The weapons these tribal men carried were extremely primitive gunpowder firearms, and these things could not even really be called guns. In fact, they were more like gunpowder launchers.

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