Novel & Cerita Black Jungle Fury Ranger

"Don't worry, dude. We've got your back. These losers don't deserve any mercy." I was shaking all over with rage and screamed, "We're not scammers. I'm Fiona's older brother, and this is her father. Open this damned door right now. You won't get away with it if something happens to my father."

I turn back to look at the twins, who are directly behind me, the Jackson and Braydon are in the far back seats. “Thanks. We did most of the modification ourselves.” Ranger beams, obviously delighted to see my awe. “She is our rolling fortress. She is bullet proof and blast resistant and has everything you could possibly need to survive in a shit situation. Ooof...” Ryder huffs as Ranger elbows him in the ribs.

Warriors surged closer, gripping ropes attached to the posts, preparing to drag the condemned toward the altar. Jenna inhaled sharply, bracing herself. One more heartbeat. One more second. One more chance, she didn’t yet understand. Lightning tore across the sky. Thunder crashed. And then— The jungle answered. A second flash of light illuminated a man bursting from the foliage. Tall, muscular, covered in mud and camouflage cloth. Hair wild, beard rough. Eyes sharp and predatory. He moved like a ghost unleashed. Before the tribesmen even reacted, he hurled a stone blade.

I one hundred percent agree with him. The trees of the forest I am running through on the pack lands are just speeding by in a blur of brown, gray and green with a touch of oranges. Ragnar is pushing his fastest speed yet, I can feel his paws burning even though the afternoon ground is cool. His fur is matted down on his back due to his speed and I can feel the tears running from his eyes from the wind smacking his face.. ‘Ragnar, buddy. Don’t kill yourself getting to them. You’re already fast, you don’t need to be Bolt.’ I chuckled dryly.