Leon moved with a quickness born from instinct. In a heartbeat, he dashed forward, positioning himself protectively in front of Princess Amaya, ready to confront the looming threat. Just as his feet settled firmly into the earth, a sudden force knocked him off balance, and he found himself sprawling onto the ground. The brittle leaves over the cool, damp grass pressed against his back as he lay there, momentarily disoriented, with a sense of urgency pulsing through him.
The blurry figure that passed by him earlier was the massive tiger. Although its striped body was taut with muscle, its posture was surprisingly gentle. One paw was lightly placed on Leon's chest to keep him in place.