Chapter 34

In that split second, the overabundance of adrenaline caused

time to slow infinitesimally for her.

She finally got a good look at the boar.

The skin was rubbery, dark and thin; short, sharp hairs decorated it’s huge body like the spikes of a porcupine; it’s snout was elongated and a thick tar-like substance dribbled from its black lips; the eyes were a blood red; but worst of all, along the ridge of its spine, razor sharp fins of bone jutted up from the skin like the peaks of a mountain.

In that second of blood-curdling screams, her mind registered all of this then chose its target carefully.

Eliza grasped the shaft of her spear with all her strength and thrust it mightily forward.

The tip forged with Olympic metal drove straight and true. It pierced the boar’s left eye and continued on as a red gelatinous ooze spilled from the punctured sight.

The creature whelped with a human-like agony, ripped itself free, and charged off into the thick of night; fog and woods concealed it