Then came the day that he did not expect, on the day of testing everything he learned.
Rayan was walking with caution among the dense trees, each step of it made the Earth come to a rage under his feet, and every small movement of the leaves above it looks like a cry that warns of danger. The air is tense, bird sounds suddenly disappeared, as if the whole forest stopped breathing, as if watching what would happen. His hand has a small pointed stone, his only weapon, caught him strongly, carrying an indescribable feeling: this stone may be the difference between his life and death at this moment.
Suddenly, between the shadows, a huge wolf appeared. It was not just a normal wolf; It was a huge creature, his body is full of tight muscles, a dark gray fruity covering it like a natural shield, and every scar on his body tells about harsh battles he fought in the past. What raised Ryan's more fear is a fresh wound on the head of the wolf, blood slowly flowing from the wound, shining in the sun's rays between the trees, a single weakness of weakness that it can be used, but he knows that any mistake will cost him his life. His long claws resemble knives, sharp enough to tear anything that dares to approach, and his long nose touches the ground while smelling air, picking up the most accurate odors, reading Ryan's movement before moving.
Every wolf movement was calm and majestic, as if the Earth itself was subject to its steps. His heavy tail waved behind him as a snake, threatens everything that approaches, and his orange eyes glow fiercely and cunningly, carrying a terrifying intelligence, as if he knows every idea that revolves around Ryan's mind before moving.
Low roles shakes the trees around it, makes the leaves fall, and fill the forest with an innate terror. Ryan felt a chills sweeping his body, his heart beats quickly, but he did not escape. This was not just an animal; It was a symbol of the brutal nature of this world, embodying every conflict that any weak fighter could face.
Rayan was on the verge of collapse. The forest around it is abnormally silent, as if it was breathing slowly, watching it in every movement. In front of him, a huge wolf, much larger than any wolf he saw in his life. His body is filled with muscles, dark gray fries are covered with stains of blood and scratches, and each scar tells about previous battles. Its long, shiny claws resemble knives, and his sharp teeth sparkled in the sunlight infiltrated between the trees. His orange eyes are glowing with anger and cunning, as if the wolf knows every movement that Ryan thinks about doing.
Each of the wolf shakes the earth under the feet of Ryan, and every roar tears silence in the forest, fills the air with real terror. Ryan's heart beats strongly, his body trembles with fear, but he did not escape. This world has no place for weakness, every moment of testing, and every fateful decision.
Suddenly, the wolf jumped on Ryan, his long clans heading towards him and almost crushed him. He retreated at the last minute, the claw strikes hit the tree behind it, destroyed it to the pieces, and the broken branches of the branches wore in the woods, almost announced the severity of the blow. Ryan felt pain in his arm, small scratches decorating his body, but he did not retreat.
Ryan started studying the forest. His long wandering in it made him know every turn, every trunk and every gap between the trees. Suddenly, he realized a perfect place: a narrow gap between two huge trees, where he can lure the wolf and put him in a trap. Slowly move, step -by -step retreat, the wolf shows that he is weak, an easy goal, but he watches every movement, every mile in the head of the wolf, every blow from his breath. Its goal is clear: luring the monster towards the gap as it will be besieged.
The wolf, out of instinct and fresh wound on the head, followed him with caution, his eyes do not leave Ryan. Each calculated step, every movement raises adrenaline in the body of Ryan. His heart beats heavily, his tight hand on the stone trembles, but it controls himself.
The wolf jumped suddenly, his long claws hit the ground where Ryan was standing a moment ago. Ryan rolled behind the tree, the claws strikes the trunk is shouting behind it, branches were destroyed around it, but it remained standing, the eye does not leave the gap between the two trees.
The wolf repeated its attacks several times, each leap faster, each stronger blow. Every time Ryan avoided her with great caution, he used trees and emptiness around him to relieve strikes, every scratch and wound that increases his feeling of danger, but he motivates him to focus more. Adrenaline fills his body, every pulse in his heart screams to stay.
Finally, minutes after the exact maneuvers, the wolf himself found a besieged between the two trees. His huge body is limited to movement, the tail cannot freely colored, and the fresh wound on his head makes it more disturbing. Ryan felt chills, his heart fluffs, his hand tightens the stone firmly, his inner voice shouts: "Now ... your chance ... or finished!"
Ryan jumped from the top of the tree, all his muscles are tight, adrenaline flowing without mercy, and a strong cry that came out of his chest. A first blow to the head of the injured wolf, the wolf shouted with a voice filling the forest, trying to get up and attack but it is limited to the movement.
Rayan did not stop. Hit, hit, hit, each blow to the fresh wound, every cry that represents a force mixed with fear and adrenaline. The earth is shaken under every movement, the trees move with cries, and the beast gradually collapses under the pressure of the intense power of Rayan.
The wolf tried to swoop, its claws affect the air without a target. Ryan jumps, changes his angle, strikes, screams, does not leave a moment of the wolf to collect himself. The blood flying with each blow, the sound is frequented between the trees, and the monster gradually collapses under the pressure of the intense strength of the two.
Every blow, every cry, every movement was a mixture of anger, fear and exhaustion. Adrenaline Ryan raises his strength to the maximum, his body is cramping, his sweat and his blood is overwhelmed, but it continues. The wolf was wrigging, trying to defense, trying to escape, but the siege was complete, and his fresh wound on the head doubled the pain with every blow.
At the moment of the end of the final force, Ryan focused all his strength in a dual jump and a wolf's head. The last cry came out unconsciously, the stone hit the affected head with fatal accuracy. The wolf shook the ground with a loud voice, his last body moved violently, then stopped.
The wolf fell on the ground, its trembling body no longer moves, the last royalty tears silence, then the stillness pervades the forest. Ryan sat on the ground, panting, his body is fully tight, blood and race are dysfunctional, his heart beats violently, a feeling of victory, fear and fatigue mixed together. He succeeded, he used his intelligence, patience, and pointed stone to kill a monster that has more than tens of time.
The forest was silent after the battle, the breeze whispered between the trees, the sounds of birds returned, a feeling of temporary peace after the storm. Ryan felt that something inside it changed forever, something that made him realize that staying in a world that does not know mercy begins to face death directly, and that every moment of weakness may be the end.