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In the depths of the forest, the escape of Edric and Feren became a heart-pounding battle. Every tree, every thicket became their cover for survival, while the approaching roar and footsteps of Asra Lion were the call of death, the source of fear.
Edric's body had reached its limit, every wound warning him, but his willpower kept him running forward. His heart beat wildly, each throb a longing for life. His lungs felt like they were about to burst, breathing becoming increasingly difficult. But he knew that once he stopped, death would come.
Feren's situation has improved slightly, but as time passes, he also feels exhausted. His legs are as heavy as lead, and every step becomes difficult. He watches Edric's back with respect and concern. He knows he must protect this brave warrior.
They shuttle through the trees, and with every fall and every impact, they feel the breath of death. Their clothes are torn by thorns, stained with blood. But they have no time to feel the pain; they can only continue forward, hoping to find a safe hiding place.
Behind them, the roar of the Asra Lion made the forest tremble. Its speed was astonishing, as if every roar was telling them that it was getting closer and closer. Its eyes were filled with murderous intent, its claws tearing fiercely at the ground, each step bringing death closer.
Despair filled their hearts, but they knew that only by running could they have a glimmer of hope for survival. Every gasp, every sprint, made them feel the fragility of life and the desire to survive.
The figure of the Asra Lion leaped among the trees like a ghost, every movement exuding wild and deadly beauty. The blood dripping from its nose seemed to ignite a stronger desire to kill, its eyes burning with longing for its prey.
Its muscles tensed, each leap bringing it closer to them. The roar of the Asra Lion echoed through the forest, causing Edric and Feren's hearts to tighten. They knew that the lion's hunting speed far surpassed theirs, and every second could be their last.
Their hearts pounded like hammers, and the sweat of fear dripped from their foreheads, but there was no time to wipe it away. Their only thought was to find a place of refuge, or else death would be their only end.
Suddenly, a glimmer of hope flashed in Feren's eyes as he saw a fallen giant tree ahead, with its roots forming a natural small cave. He shouted to Edric, his voice filled with urgency and hope, "Hey! There, we can hide there for now!"
Edric was exhausted, but he understood that this was their only chance. He nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, summoned all his strength, and ran towards the tree hollow. Every step they took was filled with the thirst for life, and every leap carried the hope of survival.
They slid into the tree hollow one after the other. Edric felt incredibly exhausted from the intense activity, but he knew they couldn't let their guard down. Their breathing was rapid, their hearts pounding wildly, but at least they had found a temporary hiding place.
They huddled tightly against the inner wall of the tree hollow, filled with fear and anticipation. They knew they had to find a better shelter, or else there would be no escape once the Asra Lion found them. In the shadow of death, all they had was each other's support and the uncertainty of the future. In that moment, they felt the fragility of life and the difficulty of survival.
In the dimness of the tree hollow, Edric and Feren pressed closely together, their breath echoing in the confined space. Outside, the roars of the Asra Lion occasionally shattered the forest's silence, each roar quickening their heartbeats, the fear almost palpable in the confined space.
Asra Lion paced near the tree hollow, its roar tearing through the silence of the night, shaking the leaves. Its powerful limbs left deep marks on the ground, each step declaring its dominance. Its nostrils exhaled hot breath, inhaling the surrounding air forcefully, trying to catch the scent of its prey. Its eyes filled with anger and disappointment, knowing the prey was nearby but unable to find it.
In the darkness of the tree hollow, Edric and Feren could feel the lion's fury and frustration. They couldn't move, only holding their breath, trying to minimize their presence. Their hearts tightened, hoping that Asra Lion would give up and leave.
Feren unconsciously grips Edric's arm tightly, his palm sweating. Edric is tense, his gaze steady but his body trembling involuntarily. He knows that this terrifying chase is far from over; they have only temporarily escaped danger.
In the dimness of the tree hollow, Edric and Feren listen nervously to the sounds outside. The low growls of Asra Lion reverberate above them, making them feel its anger and ferocity. It leaps above the tree hollow, causing the ground to tremble with each landing, intensifying their fear.
Edric's palms were already soaked, and he struggled to maintain steady breathing, but his body involuntarily trembled slightly. Once discovered by Asra Lion, they would have almost no chance of survival. Meanwhile, Feren tightly closed his eyes, his heart rate seemingly about to burst through his chest, feeling the unbearable panic consuming his sanity.
Asra Lion seemed to be enjoying this oppressive feeling, its low growl filled with provocation and mockery, also revealing a threat, as if telling them that once they stepped out of the tree hollow, death would be their only outcome.
Time slowly passes in this terrifying atmosphere, every minute and every second seems to weigh heavily on their spirits. Edric and Feren can only hold each other tightly, as if only in this way can they find a shred of comfort. Their eyes are filled with helplessness and despair, they know that this escape is an extremely dangerous path. However, they also know that this is their only chance of survival.
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