CHAPTER 4

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DAY 4

As the sun crested the hill that he has been zooming towards all through the night our hero looked rough and had been dozing off all night long so finally he relented and stopped and tried to catch a few winks in the shade of the bike. About a hour later he felt a sharp pain on his foot as he feels hes being dragged away from his bike but most importantly away from his weapons except he remembers his back-up knife which he grabbed furiously and looked at the thing that was pulling him it was a wild mutt the size of a horse. he realises that its one of the trackers mutt that he let free a few days previous. He gritted his teeth and swung at the beast who let go and started to growl at him jumping between our hero and the bike the beast was frothing  wildly making a deep grown you expect from something thats cornered and scared . Our hero grips his final blade tightly in one hand as the beast launches at him teeth blared , fangs shining in the predawn sunshine coming towards him at amazing speed for something of its size at the last moment our hero turns and the beast crashes into the sand with a mouth full of it which it promptly spits out. At that moment he realises he is surrounded not by one beast but by three of them charging at him full pelt right at him. He knew he was in a tight situation but he had a knife that's all that he needed as he charged at the closest of them and slid under the beast cutting it from throat to ass in one giant slash. The second beast saw this and tackled our hero pinning him to the ground our hero struggled and twisted trying to escape till that one fatal moment when the mutts foot readjusted , that's all he needed and shoved up and kneed the beast in between its legs and the beast made a giant wooof and stopped moving laying in the sand. He quickly finished him off with a slice across the neck almost decapitating the beast as it bled out upon the sand that was slowly turning crimson. The final beast looked different than the rest mainly because its claws were longer and had a barbed tail with a suspicious blue liquid on its tip. Our hero recognised it immediately its the same compound that's in his slingshot ammo. A flicker of fright went across our heros face and somehow the beast knew it and charged headlong into him and swung his barbed tail directly for our heros neck missing by a width of a hair. our hero stabbed into the base of the tail into the spine killing the beast instantly. Our hero lent against the beast breathing heavily tired and exhasted and fell asleep against the scaly hairy thing.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter and as always have a chilled day from the Viking.