Winters was not at all surprised why he and Ralph hadn't spotted it at first, because no one would consider such a huge stone to be an animal. Even though he was very aware he was tracking a giant bear, the size of the thing in front of him far exceeded his mental expectations.
The beast was so large that it could no longer be called a bear. No words could accurately describe it; only the royal eagles raised by oathbreakers could compare to it.
Could the two muskets really inflict damage on that thing? The lieutenant felt a flicker of doubt in his heart.
For many days, Winters Montagne had dreamed of finding this fierce beast. Now he was less than twenty meters away from it, but the lieutenant did not know how to kill it.
Fortunately, the beast was perfectly still at the moment, appearing to be in a deep sleep.
What to do? Fight or flee?
The hunter and the lieutenant exchanged a wordless glance.