Chapter 205 The Dawn of a Warrior IV (1/2)

All to aware of the danger barrelling towards him, Aegin focused on his destination, when he was within a few metres of the cage, he planted the spear in the ground before him, intending to use it to vault his body onto the top of the cage. As he shifted his body weight midair, looking lengthwise down the spear and readying himself to push away from it and the ground, the lion came into view. It had leaped at him from his flank, and just as Aegin was about the finish shifting his bodyweight, it collided with the length of the spear, snapping it in two effortlessly and pulling it from Aegin's grasp. Aegin went crashing into the ground, skidding into the side of the cage. He ignored the graze on his side as he looked at the Lion who had rounded on him without delay. It pounced at Aegin again.

Aegin rolled hastily out of the way, and the Lion collided with the bars of the cage. It backed off, shaking its head.

Aegin hurried to his feet, looking up at the cage, he took two steps then jumped up, grabbing the top and hoisting himself up. He rolled onto the top of the cage, breathing heavily.

The Lion shook off its pain, prowling around the cage and glaring up at Aegin.

Aegin withdrew a dagger, readying himself to throw it at the lion. But just as he prepared his aim, the lion took a few running steps, then jumped up onto the top of the cage right beside Aegin.

”Fuck!” Aegin cursed as he jumped back from a swipe of a paw then tumbled down from the top of the cage. He landed on his feet and rolled back a couple of metres, sitting up in a crouch as he handled his daggers in either hand. The lion roared and leaped for him.

In those several milliseconds, the feeling of the ground rumbling once more hit Aegin. Only this time felt different. This time it felt like something heavy was getting ever closer. Aegin's eyes widened in realisation, and without a second of hesitation, he leaped to the side.

He heard the squelch of flesh and blood and the crunch of bone. A pained yowling growl.

He turned to watch as the bull reared its head up and threw the wounded lion to the side.

Not quite dead, but certainly not getting up again so easily.

Aegin's eyes shifted to the bull that was rounding on him once more. The question of when they'd opened the other cage seemed completely useless as Aegin struggled to his feet and caught the fluttering of the scarf at his waist.