6 Who was that...?

After a lengthy sleep, Myra found herself shivering with the coldness of the night breeze in a borrow she was hiding in.

"Thure...Thure..." a sound of tearing something disturbed her, she extended her neck to see out of the borrow,

A quiver thrilled her body as her cold sweat left her skin, every hair on her body stood, and her hands and legs were frozen as dead, she was paralyzed to see that treacherous scenery with her eyes, a massive creature, bigger than all those she saw before, with a deep dark fur and long and unnerving nails, was tearing apart a huge wolf with his bare hands, drinking its blood,

Myra almost puked on herself with fear and disgust, her fear caused her to lose consciousness, and she fainted again.

She was still shuddering and shivering, her heart was thumping and with a deep cry, she opened her eyes, but now she was in a room sleeping on a bed, the door of the room opened and she jerked to the wall out of threat, her grandmother came running and hugged her,

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