Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1532

Besides, all the most famous fictional heroes in literature were just fighting a common jungle tiger. Moreover, even the largest big cats in the country were a nightmare to face. Yet, compared to the black-furred Dire Tiger, those looked like its smaller cousins.

That alone said everything about how much raw power Andrew needed to face it head-on.

The valley was surrounded on all sides by towering mountain peaks. The sun moved quickly through the sky, and by just past 1.00 p.m., the shadows had already swallowed most of the canyon. Sunlight had vanished behind the cliffs, and a heavy, suffocating gloom settled in over the group.

Two of Logan's best men had started shivering uncontrollably, and it took a harsh round of shouting from Logan to finally shut them up.

Another two hours passed, but Andrew still had not figured out a solid way to search the ruins effectively. Even Natasha had run out of patience by then and quietly begged him to consider heading back down the mountain.

Andrew let out a sigh. He was willing to take the risk, but the others clearly were not built for this kind of grind. Maybe they should head back down, rest up, and then reassess.

However, if they did leave, the trip down and back would take the better part of a day. And now, the sky was already starting to dim again. Even if they planned to return, it would have to be tomorrow at the earliest.

With so much delay, even if the treasure truly existed, it was likely already in Rafael's hands—or worse, Magnus'.

Just then, a few dust-covered figures stumbled out from the ruins. It was Kevin and three guards from the Wright family.

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