The cameraman grabbed Skr and ran. Victor watched them flee and then focused intently on the bcharging /bboar.

bVictor /bgripped the shovel with both hands, bracing for defense. To his astonishment, the boar charged right past himb, /bmaking ba /bbeeline bfor /bSkr band /bthe

cameraman.

Victor froze for a split second and then sprinted after it.

The wild boar charged forward, letting out ferocious snorts as if trying to intimidate Skr and the cameraman.

The cameraman burst into tears and wailed, “Why the hell is this wild boar after us?b” /b

Skr suddenly had a lightbulb moment. ‘Wait a second. Something’s not right here,’ she thought.

“Split up,” Skr shouted.

Terrified as he was, the cameraman thought, ‘Skr just helped me. How could I possibly ditch her and runb? /bI am not that ungrateful.‘

“Ms. Lambert, I’m staying with you,” the cameraman insisted.

Skr’s expression turned grave. “That wild boar is after me. Staying with me is suicide. Get out of here now.”

The cameraman gasped in disbelief, “How could that be?”

“There’s no time to exin. Go get help. I’ll handle this,” she said.

The cameraman didn’t hesitate for long. “Ms. Lambert, wait for me. I’ll be back in a sh.”

He bolted as fast as he could, terrified that even a second’s dy might hold up the rescue.

In the blink of an eye, the wild boar charged at Skr. Keeping her eyes locked on the beast, she crouched slightly and grabbed a wrist–thick branch from the ground.

Vigers often came up the mountain to gather firewood, clearing away obstructive branches and logs to make their way through the woods.

These trimmings became Skr’s weapon against the raging boar.

The wild boar kept emitting low, guttural growls.

Neither Skr nor the wild boar dared to make the first move, locked in a tense standoff.

Victor ran until his legs gave out. When he finally caught up and saw the boar poised to attack Skr at any second, his heart was in his throat.

Without a second thought, Victor grabbed the shovel and charged forward, shielding Skr. “Don’t be scared, Skr. I’ve got you.”

His towering figure stood before Skr like the sun, instantly warming her heart and filling her with a sense of security.

Victor’s sudden movement startled the wild boar. Abandoning its cautious stanceb, /bthe beast reared up and charged at them with terrifying speed.

Victor shoved Skr out of the way and mmed the shovel down hard onto the wild boar. The beast let out a pained squeal. The eared bup /bbon /bbits /bhind legs and delivered ba /bpowerful kick straight bat /bVictorb. /b

bVictor /bwas sent sprawling by the boar’s kick, but he clung to the shovel desperately, bracing for the beast’s next lunge.

Though bhe /bwas armed with ba /bshovel, the wild boar was huge and savage. There was bno /bway that little shovel could stand bup to /bba /bbbeast /bblike /bthat.

Seizing the moment when the wild boar was distracted, Skr swung the wrist–thick branch and bsmashed /bit straight bonto /bbthe /bbbeast’s /bbhead/b.

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The wild boar let out furiousi, /ipained snorts as it shook its head violently.

bThe /bwild boar’s tough hide made Skr’s attack futile

strength wasn’t enough to knock it out. Instead, she only enraged it.

“Run, Skr,” Victor shouted.

Skr backed away several steps, deliberately boar farther from Victor.

The wild boar suddenlyunched itself into the air, pourtraight at her.

Skr swung the stick and pummeled the wild boar, expertly y targeting its pressure points and vulnerable spots. She knew exactly where bto /bstrike to inflict the most pain.

The wild boar’s squeals grew increasingly shrill and deafening. Then, with one final, powerful swing, Skr brought the branch down. The bthick /bwood snapped in two, sending the beast crashing to the ground.

The wild boar quickly scrambled back to its feet, its eyes zing crimson as it fixated on Skr.

Skr released the broken branch, its splintered end dripping with bright red blood.

Skr quickly ripped off her shirt and wrapped it around her fist to make a makeshift knuckle guard.

The wild boar charged at her, snorting heavily. Skr mmed her fist straight into bits /bskull. Animals might have different weak points than humans, bbut /bthe head was always vulnerable.

The wild boar copsed to the side.

Seizing her advantage, Skr struck the boar’s vital points with relentless precision. She didn’t let go until the beast fell silent beneath her fists. Then she finally released iher /igrip and stood up.