Victor's heart and body trembled with clear fear. He saw his death in front of him.
Are we going to die? Oh! World, you are paying for my kindness this way;.... well, I expected nothing less… No, I don't want to die…
In front stood a massive tiger, triple the size of any normal tiger, its face wet with blood; clearly, it just had a feast. Now, the tiger's golden eyes were glaring at them as if they were its snacks.
Right now, he just wants to curse that merchant who told him there were no beasts in this forest, and himself why he believed it; no, he didn't believe it, but he still— he had planned to go through the mud road this all because of those bandits; he had entered this forest.
I guess this is the end.
