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Asra Lion is gradually approaching, and each step of its paws makes the ground tremble slightly. Its huge figure appears even more terrifying in the sunlight. Its breathing is heavy and rhythmic, with each exhale seeming to carry a sense of threat and warning. As it gets closer, the hot breath it exhales blows directly onto Edric and Feren's faces, and they can feel the stench and danger emanating from the beast's mouth.
Edric's body tenses to the extreme, and he can feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest, each heartbeat making him aware of the fragility of life. His palms are tightly gripping a stone, ready to face the potential threat of death at any moment.
Feren's face has turned pale, his eyes filled with fear, he has never felt such terror so close to death. His hand is also holding a stone, but his fingers are trembling, seemingly declaring his inner fear and unease.
Asra Lion suddenly let out a deep and soul-shaking roar, a sound that seemed to penetrate directly to the marrow, causing the heart to stop beating instantly. Its roar was filled with wild dominance and irresistible fear, a hint of cruelty and thirst flashed in its eyes, as if it had already sensed the prey's scent.
Edric and Feren seemed to be trapped in the shadow of death, their fate no longer seemed to be in their own hands. All they could do was to try to keep their breathing steady, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in their final moments. In their eyes, there was only the sight of each other and the approaching fear of death, all hope and despair condensed into this silent moment of waiting.
The slow approach of Asra Lion brought with it a fierce and unstoppable atmosphere. Its movements were extremely slow, and every quiver of its muscles made Feren feel its unusual power. As it extended its head into the grass, it seemed to be enjoying the fear and helplessness of its prey. The light in its six eyes seemed to want to suck away Feren's soul, making it impossible to escape its control and threat.
When its eyes met Feren's eyes, Feren felt a chilling sensation creeping up from his spine to the top of his head. His heart seemed to freeze, as the terrifying gaze appeared to want to consume everything about him. Its expression seemed to carry a kind of mockery and disdain, as it reveled in Feren's fear and helplessness, as if it were part of its hunting, a game it enjoyed.
Suddenly, it revealed a sardonic and cruel expression, the mockery and cruelty in that expression made one feel that it was not just a simple beast; it possessed a different kind of intelligence and cunning. The corners of its mouth turned up, as if mocking Feren's ignorance and fear, and also as if it were enjoying Feren's fear of it.
Next, Asra Lion suddenly opened its huge mouth, and the sharp canine teeth inside it were like the scythe of the grim reaper, shining brightly with a bloody smell that instantly filled the entire space. Fresh blood and flesh scraps hung from its mouth, obviously just torn from the body of Da Shan, and a deep and terrifying roar emanated from its throat, as if declaring its dominance and irresistible power to Feren.
Suddenly, it let out a deafening roar towards Feren, the sound echoing through the forest, causing Feren's ears to ring and making him feel like the whole world was trembling. The roar was full of dominance and intimidation, as if declaring its dominance and terrifying power. Feren felt it difficult to breathe, and every heartbeat made him feel the fragility of life and the approach of death. His body stiffened, unable to move, and his hands involuntarily gripped the stone in his hand tighter, seemingly seeking a bit of comfort and hope. He felt the breath of death and had no idea what to do, only able to pray for a miracle to escape this nightmare.
In this moment of life and death, Edric did not hesitate to fiercely throw the stone he was holding at Asra Lion's nose. He exerted all his strength, and the stone flew in a swift arc, hitting Lion's nose with precision. A crisp impact echoed through the forest, soon drowned out by Lion's furious roar.
The sudden pain caused Asra Lion to rapidly retreat, shaking its head as if trying to shake off the agony. Its eyes ignited with even fiercer anger, but the shock of the impact made it pause momentarily. The roar shook the entire forest, causing birds and beasts to scatter as if doomsday had arrived.
Edric knew this might be their only chance to escape. He shouted, "Hurry, fool!" His voice was filled with despair and urgency. Their survival instinct was fully ignited at this moment, enduring the pain on their bodies. Edric burst out of the bushes first, with Feren close behind. Their clumsy and hasty movements showed their panic and helplessness.
Their run was extremely difficult, with each step feeling like a challenge to Death's patience. Edric felt his heart pounding wildly, each beat reminding him of the nearness of death. His breath was rapid, sweat and blood mixed as they dripped from his forehead. Every time he fell, he forced himself to get up and keep running.
Behind them, the roar of the Asra Lion continued to echo. Feren felt the breath of death wandering on his neck, and each echo made his heart more panicked. However, fear did not stop them; instead, it became the driving force for their running.
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