In the bushes.
The bobcat was at a disadvantage the moment it encountered that thing.
Without sensing any breath or warning, it was suddenly pounced upon by something descending from the sky.
The bobcat, though terrified, relied on its years of hunting and combat experience to roll frantically, turning its head to bite back, forcing the creature off its back.
Even though the creature fell off, the crisis was not over.
The bobcat only felt a tuft of yellow fur flash before its eyes as the creature pounced again, trying to bite its throat.
The bobcat swung its front limbs, unleashing a flurry of cat punches.
Despite its injured forelimbs, it managed to keep its vital parts away from the biting attack.
That's when the bobcat finally had a chance to cry out for help.
The attacker wanted to bite again.
But accompanied by a rush of fast, light footsteps.
A silver metallic flash, like a bolt of lightning, descended from the sky, slashing toward the attacker's torso.
