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The reaction of Asra Lion made Edric and Feren's hearts race, they could almost feel each other's heartbeat echoing in the silent forest. The air in Edric's lungs seemed to freeze, he struggled to keep his breathing steady, but his body seemed to no longer obey him, trembling slightly.
The roaring of Asra Lion reverberated through the forest, as if even the sky was shaken by its fury. Its eyes gleamed with a fierce light, after a brief roar, it began to vigilantly scan the surroundings, looking for potential threats or new prey. Asra Lion's gaze started to shift around, its movements becoming more alert and cunning. It suddenly pounced to the left, but quickly stopped, roaring again. It seemed to be searching for the scent of prey, but in the well-hidden situation of Feren and Edric, it appeared somewhat confused. However, its roars became more frequent, showing impatience and excitement, Feren and Edric knew it would likely find them soon.
Feren's body was tense to the extreme, feeling the sweat in the palms of his hands making them slippery, but he dared not make any unnecessary movements, fearing to attract the attention of the Lion. His eyes were filled with fear and unease, as if he could see the fierce gaze of the Lion, the fear in his heart making it almost impossible for him to think.
Edric knew that if Asra Lion really found them, they basically had no chance of survival. His brain was working at high speed, trying to find a way to escape safely. He clenched his fists tightly, feeling the sweat on his fists, knowing that he could not lose his composure at this critical moment.
However, the movements of the Asra Lion seemed to be getting more and more tense. It began to slowly approach their direction, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. Its nose continued to sniff the air, emitting a low growl from its mouth. Clearly, it had detected the presence of other creatures nearby.
As Asra Lion drew closer, Edric knew he had to be prepared and fight for his life in order to have a chance to escape, especially in his current condition with injuries all over his body. He had to quickly retreat at the moment of being discovered. He felt the ground and found a relatively sharp stone.
Edric tightly grasped the sharp stone, feeling its cold, hard texture. His heart was pounding rapidly, each beat reminding him of the fragility and helplessness of life. He tensed all his muscles, preparing to hurl the stone at Asra Lion's eyes in a desperate attempt to escape.
Feren could also sense Edric's tension and fear, their breath almost synchronized in the silent, deathly air. Feren scanned the surroundings, hoping to find any possible means of escape or items to use against Asra Lion.
Asra Lion advances slowly and steadily, with each step revealing more resentment and threat in its eyes. Its eyes gleam with a cold light in the darkness, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, closing in on their lives.
Edric knows that once his actions are exposed, Asra Lion's reaction will be very swift. His palms are slightly sweaty as he tightly grips the stone, slowly adjusting his breathing to steady his heartbeat. His gaze is firm, fully focused on the approaching figure of Asra Lion. He knows he cannot afford any mistakes, as the consequences would be unthinkable.
Feren's heart tightened when he saw Edric tightly gripping the stone. He realized that he also needed to find something to protect himself. Looking around, he quickly found a suitable stone to hold. He tried to mimic Edric's posture, gripping the stone tightly, ready to face any potential danger. However, his hand trembled slightly due to excessive tension. He could feel cold sweat sliding down his forehead, and his heart beating tightly in his chest.
Suddenly, in a moment when he relaxed his attention, the stone slipped from his hand. He tried to grab it quickly, but it had already slipped away, falling to the ground and colliding with a dry branch. The sound of the stone and the branch colliding seemed unusually harsh in the silent forest, cutting through the quiet and echoing in the surrounding space.
Edric's pupils contracted instantly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He widened his eyes, staring at Feren, whose originally cold, steel-like firm eyes were now filled with anxiety and vigilance. He couldn't believe that at this critical moment of life and death, Feren would make such a mistake. His palm clenched tightly around the stone, and his knuckles turned white from exertion.
Feren could feel the anger and helplessness in Edric's gaze. His cheeks turned red with shame, and he wanted to explain but didn't know how. His heart was filled with self-blame and fear, knowing that his carelessness could lead them into an even more dangerous situation.
Asra Lion turned its head sharply towards the source of the sound, a hint of ferocity and cruelty flashing in its six eyes. There seemed to be a glint of murderous intent in its eyes as it sniffed the air, seemingly trying to catch their scent. Its muscles tensed instantly, every fiber ready to pounce at any moment.
Edric and Feren held their breath, their hearts pounding wildly in their chests, each beat reminding them of the fragility and helplessness of life. Feren was filled with fear and despair, his palms already sweaty, unsure of what to do.
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