Roar!
The big grey cat was back in the cave and it was obvious from the roar it made that it was furious.
"I would've died if I spent an extra five seconds in there." Luke ran as fast as he could, pulling the cats with him.
He had survived but he couldn't relax just yet.
He kept running until he was a thousand meters away.
He stopped under a huge tree, breathing like lucky prey. Who said he wasn't one?
He tied the rope firmly against the tree. "The other four would have to train with this. It's two against one. It shouldn't be too much for them. Or maybe it's too much." Luke was contemplating how they would use the beasts he had captured.
"I should probably have some rest before I head back to the base." Luke climbed the nearest tree branch which was over seven feet off the ground.
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