Some Problems Are Universal Among Men Of All Races

I cracked my knuckles as the growling got closer; whatever it was, it was big. I closed the third gate, I wasn't here to go on a killing spree, but if there was a monster that wanted to go a couple rounds. Well, that's what I had come for, to let some steam off. 

Whatever it was, it was playing possum and was waiting for me to come to it. That was fine, The jungle was dark, and it was a jungle, in the sense that everything was massive. From the boat, these looked like normal trees, but up close, these things were over twenty meters tall, and at least four thick.