Spotted Snow Lion, Part III

The Spotted Snow Lion had stopped running and was now prowling toward them with slow, deadly footsteps. It knew they were trapped. Wu Jian had the feeling that it was savoring this moment—the moment before it pounced on them and ate them.

Fear caused his body to shake. He felt death pressing down on them. His vision blackened. He just barely managed to remain conscious.

I can’t pass out. Wu Meiying will be alone if I do!

Thoughts of Wu Meiying alone were what kept him from losing his mind.

“What… what do we do now?” asked Wu Jian.

“Scream. Scream as loud as you can,” Wu Meiying said.

Wu Jian didn’t know why she wanted him to scream, but he had nothing to lose, and he was too frightened to argue.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

He screamed at the top of his lungs, and Wu Meiying screamed alongside him. Their screams echoed across the entire forest.