Attack on the camp (1)

Ava's swift figure darted through the snow-covered trees, chased by the Ursus Glacialis. The colossal beast was unstoppable, barreling through the forest with terrifying disregard for the obstacles in its path. Every thunderous step and every enraged roar echoed through the desolate wilderness, a constant reminder of the mortal danger they faced.

Erik, Marcus, Garrett, and Alexia had kept a safe distance from the chase, trailing along the monster's path of destruction. They had to remain unseen by the beast as it pursued Ava, their presence a secret they couldn't afford to reveal.

The tension among them was palpable, every heart pounding in time with the beast's thunderous pace. Their hearts leaped into their throats whenever Ava narrowly avoided a lunging swipe of the Ursus Glacialis's monstrous paws or every time it threw ice spears at her. Each of Ava's daring maneuvers triggered a new wave of nervous anticipation, trapping their breaths in their chests.