The cameraman grabbed Skylar and ran. Victor watched them flee and then focused intently on the charging boar.
Victor gripped the shovel with both hands, bracing for defense. To his astonishment, the boar charged right past him, making a beeline for Skylar and the
cameraman.
Victor froze for a split second and then sprinted after it.
The wild boar charged forward, letting out ferocious snorts as if trying to intimidate Skylar and the cameraman.
The cameraman burst into tears and wailed, “Why the hell is this wild boar after us?”
Skylar suddenly had a lightbulb moment. ‘Wait a second. Something’s not right here,’ she thought.
“Split up,” Skylar shouted.
Terrified as he was, the cameraman thought, ‘Skylar just helped me. How could I possibly ditch her and run? I am not that ungrateful.‘
“Ms. Lambert, I’m staying with you,” the cameraman insisted.
Skylar’s expression turned grave. “That wild boar is after me. Staying with me is suicide. Get out of here now.”
The cameraman gasped in disbelief, “How could that be?”
“There’s no time to explain. Go get help. I’ll handle this,” she said.
The cameraman didn’t hesitate for long. “Ms. Lambert, wait for me. I’ll be back in a flash.”
He bolted as fast as he could, terrified that even a second’s delay might hold up the rescue.
In the blink of an eye, the wild boar charged at Skylar. Keeping her eyes locked on the beast, she crouched slightly and grabbed a wrist–thick branch from the ground.
Villagers often came up the mountain to gather firewood, clearing away obstructive branches and logs to make their way through the woods.
These trimmings became Skylar’s weapon against the raging boar.
The wild boar kept emitting low, guttural growls.
Neither Skylar nor the wild boar dared to make the first move, locked in a tense standoff.
Victor ran until his legs gave out. When he finally caught up and saw the boar poised to attack Skylar at any second, his heart was in his throat.
Without a second thought, Victor grabbed the shovel and charged forward, shielding Skylar. “Don’t be scared, Skylar. I’ve got you.”
His towering figure stood before Skylar like the sun, instantly warming her heart and filling her with a sense of security.
Victor’s sudden movement startled the wild boar. Abandoning its cautious stance, the beast reared up and charged at them with terrifying speed.
Victor shoved Skylar out of the way and slammed the shovel down hard onto the wild boar. The beast let out a pained squeal. The eared up on its hind legs and delivered a powerful kick straight at Victor.
Victor was sent sprawling by the boar’s kick, but he clung to the shovel desperately, bracing for the beast’s next lunge.
Though he was armed with a shovel, the wild boar was huge and savage. There was no way that little shovel could stand up to a beast like that.
Seizing the moment when the wild boar was distracted, Skylar swung the wrist–thick branch and smashed it straight onto the beast’s head.
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The wild boar let out furious, pained snorts as it shook its head violently.
The wild boar’s tough hide made Skylar’s attack futile
strength wasn’t enough to knock it out. Instead, she only enraged it.
“Run, Skylar,” Victor shouted.
Skylar backed away several steps, deliberately boar farther from Victor.
The wild boar suddenly launched itself into the air, pourtraight at her.
Skylar swung the stick and pummeled the wild boar, expertly y targeting its pressure points and vulnerable spots. She knew exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain.
The wild boar’s squeals grew increasingly shrill and deafening. Then, with one final, powerful swing, Skylar brought the branch down. The thick wood snapped in two, sending the beast crashing to the ground.
The wild boar quickly scrambled back to its feet, its eyes blazing crimson as it fixated on Skylar.
Skylar released the broken branch, its splintered end dripping with bright red blood.
Skylar quickly ripped off her shirt and wrapped it around her fist to make a makeshift knuckle guard.
The wild boar charged at her, snorting heavily. Skylar slammed her fist straight into its skull. Animals might have different weak points than humans, but the head was always vulnerable.
The wild boar collapsed to the side.
Seizing her advantage, Skylar struck the boar’s vital points with relentless precision. She didn’t let go until the beast fell silent beneath her fists. Then she finally released her grip and stood up.
