A terrified look over his shoulder showed him nothing but the darkness that was once more all around, but Gray could feel the boar's presence, hear the low rumble growing nearer and nearer...
He whipped out his knife from his trousers' sheaf, wondering how he was going to use it against the seemingly unstoppable boulder that was hurtling tirelessly towards him.
Swinging himself behind the nearest tree, the boar swung with him, following his scent. Huge tusks rammed into his side, lifting his body clear off the ground and throwing him through the air until he collapsed against a tree. Gray could feel warm blood flowing freely out of the gash made by the beast. As his consciousness faded, he could hear the rumble coming for him again, and a clear, sharp voice murmering something foreign to his right...
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