Chapter 17 Forever Forget This World_3
But the lion was far more agile than the bear, and the massive lion easily dodged the warhorse's charge. It immediately poised to pounce on Winters again, as Winters bit down hard, ready to throw his scimitar.
However, the mighty lion suddenly froze in place, and Winters was also stunned. He heard a sound that should not have been there, he heard a tender wail.
"Beast! Look at me!" Ralph yelled angrily.
Winters saw the hunter's thigh was wounded, a horror to behold, with blood dripping down from the cuff of his trousers. What surprised him even more was what the old hunter was holding.
In Ralph's hand was a lion cub.
The cub was only the size of a small cat, its eyes freshly opened. Held by the scruff of its neck in front of the old hunter, it called out pitifully to its mother.
Only then did Winters realize that the giant lion before him was a lioness and she had recently become a mother.